Lost In This Town
Ever since I lost, that time when I was down on my knees
Walking 'round this place does not make any sense to me
Should I stay around, away or somewhere out?
Still I think I've found someone I really care about
But I didn't try to be a better man
Or say the words I should have said
Before, somehow
Now I'm lost in this town
They're looking down and wondering where's everyone
When I tried to change my ground, the truth was behind the sun
Beams of light are everywhere I go, hang up my spoon
For it seems like it's a never-ending end coming soon
I didn't try to be a better man
Or say the words I should have said
Before, somehow
Now I'm lost in this town
I've been around, I've been up and down
Twisted and torn, guess I was born to be found
I was so much older, unthought of, though, somehow
I'm closer to my child self that's free
Well, I hope he is
They posted pictures of the hanging asking, "Now, who's to blame?"
While the hangman changes the headline to "Who controls the game?"
Feels so right every time you kneel before them
Then you discover your thoughts belong to just few other hands
Didn't try to be a better man
Or say the words I should have said
Before, somehow
Now we're lost in this town
Walking 'round this place does not make any sense to me
Should I stay around, away or somewhere out?
Still I think I've found someone I really care about
But I didn't try to be a better man
Or say the words I should have said
Before, somehow
Now I'm lost in this town
They're looking down and wondering where's everyone
When I tried to change my ground, the truth was behind the sun
Beams of light are everywhere I go, hang up my spoon
For it seems like it's a never-ending end coming soon
I didn't try to be a better man
Or say the words I should have said
Before, somehow
Now I'm lost in this town
I've been around, I've been up and down
Twisted and torn, guess I was born to be found
I was so much older, unthought of, though, somehow
I'm closer to my child self that's free
Well, I hope he is
They posted pictures of the hanging asking, "Now, who's to blame?"
While the hangman changes the headline to "Who controls the game?"
Feels so right every time you kneel before them
Then you discover your thoughts belong to just few other hands
Didn't try to be a better man
Or say the words I should have said
Before, somehow
Now we're lost in this town
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