It's about that time of the year
It's about that month when I start to feel
Like I've been in one place far too long
I can feel my skin starting to crawl
Don't get me wrong because I love all of you
And I love all the stupid shit that we do
But it's something inside me I can't control
I need to keep moving so I never get cold
Cause my clothes always smell like cigarettes
And there's beer bottle caps lying in my bed
Every night I think I'm doing fine
Until I wake up in the morning wishing I was gone
Back on my own back where I began
Back to feeling like all I got are these plans
And though the sky is clear the grounds not shaking
I'm stuck in a constant state of waiting
For something to break something to fall
Something to make me feel like I'm whole
And I'm counting the days I'm feeling the pull
I'm running away to make sense of it all
Cause my clothes always smell like cigarettes
And there's beer bottle caps lying in my bed
Every night I think I'm doing fine
Until I wake up in the morning wishing I was gone
Wishing i was gone
