Lost
You said something about a road less travelled
There ain't many of those on my map
Hell, most of these have been trampled
This one used to be a mountain, now it's flat
I don't know which way is up now
I've burned away dead air
There ain't no money left in my magnet
And nobody can tell me where I'm at
No, I'm not scared
But I'm not making any ground
I'm just bored
I'm still here
I'm still grateful
But sometimes I forget what seems so simple
It's only beautiful when you open up your eyes
Nothing becomes beautiful when you open up your eyes
...
A little bored in the middle of some nightmare
I guess it's guaranteed to expire
So I will drink my fears and chase them
With the whiskey I can't afford
And I'll retire upstairs
Don't let me go
Don't set me free
No need to be so dramatic now
We can't really change
I don't really want to
I just thought it might be nice to get out for a different view
It's only beautiful when you open up your eyes
Nothing becomes beautiful when you open up your eyes
You've seen my face
I can't pretend that I'm not there
I drink, I smoke, but I did not prepare
...
There ain't many of those on my map
Hell, most of these have been trampled
This one used to be a mountain, now it's flat
I don't know which way is up now
I've burned away dead air
There ain't no money left in my magnet
And nobody can tell me where I'm at
No, I'm not scared
But I'm not making any ground
I'm just bored
I'm still here
I'm still grateful
But sometimes I forget what seems so simple
It's only beautiful when you open up your eyes
Nothing becomes beautiful when you open up your eyes
...
A little bored in the middle of some nightmare
I guess it's guaranteed to expire
So I will drink my fears and chase them
With the whiskey I can't afford
And I'll retire upstairs
Don't let me go
Don't set me free
No need to be so dramatic now
We can't really change
I don't really want to
I just thought it might be nice to get out for a different view
It's only beautiful when you open up your eyes
Nothing becomes beautiful when you open up your eyes
You've seen my face
I can't pretend that I'm not there
I drink, I smoke, but I did not prepare
...
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Writer(s): Daniel Andriano
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