The sand seeping between my feet. Isn’t it neat, this is carpet underneath my feet. This is where I sleep, this is where I dream Lately I’ve been visiting some old friends. Lately I’ve been visiting some old trends Running away from that man upstairs I still can’t find my home cuz I’m not prepared for what mom has to say But I know one thing, she won’t leave. So maybe home is where I’m supposed to be Im not depressed, im just thinking Im not singing, im screaming If I could just stay for awhile, and get some sleep that’d be best for me I don’t even need to eat, my appetite left with my queen Don’t feel bad cuz who knows what I’m worth I swear you’ve always had the answers but this time they’re not aligning with my gut This ain’t easy for me, no matter how I make it look Skin reads like a book That’s the closest thing I’ll get to telling my story Because every time I talk i start to worry That everything’s not as good as I wished it was Blaming all my mistakes on “everything happens for a reason” Someone tell me what’s the point of these demons It’s so much fun when you come around, tell my friends that I might be going down But don’t cry this is the life for me, I tried to make amends with my wrongs but they didn’t wanna meet They need their time, need their space Can’t you see it written all over my face Read between the wrinkles It’s about time I need a drink, I can feel my brain overthink What time were we supposed to go home? Not realizing I’ve been here all along I need somewhere to sleep tonight, my address doesn’t feel so right I need a place to stay