diary in a bar (demo)

Concrete days are gone
Now my bag sits by the door
And my life is a shaky floor
I can't balance on
I'm meeting strangers in the dark
I wrote a diary at the bar
It read a really tough year to start
And I can't balance out

For a second I got caught on the psychology
Behind a million other people that look like me
I'm in a city I don't recognize
Put a blindfold on my eyes
Run me down a dead-end street

I put some money aside
I'm gonna leave tonight
I'm a one-way street
And I hate my life

Home for a week and I'm tired of the hotels
Key cards, bus calls, wearing me down
Burnt out properly, learning origami
Mom and dad miss when I would just hang around
Home for a week and I'm tired of the hotels
Key cards, bus calls, wearing me down
Burnt out socially, sleeping through the mornings
Mom and dad slip some cash in my account

I put some money aside
I'm gonna leave tonight
I'm a one-way street
And I hate my life

(Sometimes I wish I never changed
As I try to leave and hit the ceiling
My loneliness is hard to fake
And there's no drug to fight the feeling
I admit maybe I'm better alone
But the darkness comes and I can't outrun
Symptoms of the pressure pushing on my name)

I'll put some money aside
I'm gonna leave tonight
I'm a one-way street
And I hate my life

New Year's Eve and I'm home for the champagne
Wishing I was snowed in, so I could stay
Friends made families, I made enemies
Living off a dream in Silver Lake