Leave The Country
I'm fighting with myself again 'cause
Part of me wants to stay but then
I'm too fucking exhausted
Is this what I wanted
If I'm being honest?
Watching all my plans
Slipping through my hands
Maybe I should leave the country again
'Cause it always makes me feel better for about six months and then
I come crashing right back to reality
It's psychotic actually, wish somebody would talk some sense into me
Before I up and go
I'll miss the city if I go but
If I stay I know I won't grow
I'm too fucking exhausted
Is this what I wanted?
Feeling like I've lost it
Watching all my plans
Slipping through my hands
Maybe I should leave the country again
'Cause it always makes me feel better for about six months and then
I come crashing right back to reality
It's psychotic actually, wish somebody would talk some sense into me
Before I up and go
I'm always staring out the windows of the plane
Waiting for something big to change
Different places, different faces but it's the same shit
Is there not more than this?
Maybe I should leave the country again
'Cause it always makes me feel better for about six months and then
I come crashing right back to reality
It's psychotic actually, wish somebody would talk some sense into me
Before I up and go
Maybe I should leave the country
Part of me wants to stay but then
I'm too fucking exhausted
Is this what I wanted
If I'm being honest?
Watching all my plans
Slipping through my hands
Maybe I should leave the country again
'Cause it always makes me feel better for about six months and then
I come crashing right back to reality
It's psychotic actually, wish somebody would talk some sense into me
Before I up and go
I'll miss the city if I go but
If I stay I know I won't grow
I'm too fucking exhausted
Is this what I wanted?
Feeling like I've lost it
Watching all my plans
Slipping through my hands
Maybe I should leave the country again
'Cause it always makes me feel better for about six months and then
I come crashing right back to reality
It's psychotic actually, wish somebody would talk some sense into me
Before I up and go
I'm always staring out the windows of the plane
Waiting for something big to change
Different places, different faces but it's the same shit
Is there not more than this?
Maybe I should leave the country again
'Cause it always makes me feel better for about six months and then
I come crashing right back to reality
It's psychotic actually, wish somebody would talk some sense into me
Before I up and go
Maybe I should leave the country
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Writer(s): Lydia Ford, Sam Stevenson
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