Losing friend after friend to a funny game called progression
Meeting end after end from an ugly thing called depression
Growing homesick of a place that I don't know
Can't even tell my mother why I left home
It's impossible for me to be who I once was
But that want stop me from trying
I can't be anyone else, but I don't know myself
And I'm not even hiding
Yeah, I just feel like dying
Growing homesick of a place that I don't know
Can't even tell my mother why I left home