Empty out my pockets I’ve got a few receipts today
Hang up my jacket I’m not going out again
Nothing’s changed in the town I was born
Just a few cracks and threads that have torn
Walk the same street, up the road to the shop
Pass the same people, with the same old small talk
‘How you doing’ like I really care
I don’t know you but here everythings shared
I’ve got one foot in front of me I cant look behind I am ready to run when the wind takes me
I’ve got one eye across the road, I have planned my exit, I have mapped my route, I am ready to leave
To leave this small town
Bought a one-way ticket, to the worlds other side
But it didn’t work out, its like I’ve gone back in time
Same people, with their same ideals
They think they know it all, they think they’re bubbles real
I’ve got one foot in front of me I cant look behind I am ready to run when the wind takes me
I’ve got one eye across the road, I have planned my exit, I have mapped my route, I am ready to leave
To leave this small town
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