Return - Tigers Jaw

Keep to myself until it’s over

I can’t see it but I know it’s there

And if you’d like the sight of failure for a change

Well you can call me anytime

Little boy, with all that weight upon your shoulders

You know you never stood a chance

G.L. was a drive, and I’m outside

And I’ve never felt further from home

It’s permanent, like ink on skin

Return is a foreign word