Not a soul to be found
Yet the sound of their footsteps get louder
Just need some time and some space
To catch my breath I'm getting tired
Feeling well known pain that I love
Scars, wounds, and failures born from trusting
These walls that have all but torn me down
Alluring scents, sights, and secrets from this time that is passing
I got keys to a city that I have grown to despise
Passing by are the sights of
Well-combed hair and thick glasses
Just move on I can't be one of them
I got nothing in common
Feeling well known pain that I love
Scars, wounds, and failures born from trusting
These walls that have all but torn me down
Alluring scents, sights, and secrets from this time that is passing
I got keys to a city that I have grown to despise
How is it that I find myself back here every time