Back Home - Rabbit Rabbit

I never met a death I didn’t love.

If there’s a message from above I didn’t hear it.

Where went my spirit?

Drew a map on a paper bag.

You said you loved another boy named Brad,

not me.

Guess I’ll run away.

I’m never gonna come back home.

Certain roads.

Certain people.

Certain they know me.

I always take what they give me gladly.

Sadly.

Never gonna go back home.

I shot a bird and I watched him die.

Nobody cried when I lost my mind this time.

I’m the king of disaster.

I should have asked her.

So I’ll run away.

I’m never gonna go back home.

Walk the city in my sleep.

History is on repeat.

The sun is moving on.

Simply paralyzing.