One by one, I’ll cut off all my ties to this goddamn town
I’m sick of chasing atrophied feeling
This sweeping city’s haunted for me, ghosts in corners whispering
Of days that I long to forget, but for now the white noise will lend its company
I’m sorry for defiling every memory that you had of me
It was never my intention to develop such a mockery
I promise this will be resolved once I’m not around
Expend energy rebuilding a bridge that I’d burnt to the ground
And pray to some kind of god that these loose teeth won’t defy
And succumb to the night
When we divulge our truths and encourage each other’s vices
My head won’t stop swimming, room would stop spinning
Get me out of this fluorescent light
And drag my sorry bones home
With any luck I’ll wind up somewhere far away from here
One by one, I’ve cut off all my ties to this goddamn town
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