We take the backroads
take the dead end streets
not a single soul around here
knows what that means
with wasted eyes they see
something out of reach
but before they can grasp it
we feel them turn their backs to leave

So we'll turn the page again
write it off as memories
we're not calling this a failure
cause we didn't quit, we secede
finding comfort in the space
where words divide
i will build a temple to that place
and hide inside

take another drink
make my night
times like these
i don't think that i can bother to try

take another drag
before the sun decides to rise
times like these i'm loosing faith
like the choice was mine.

So we'll turn the page again
write it off as memories
we're not calling this a failure
cause we didn't quit, we secede
finding comfort in the space
where words divide
i will build a temple to that place
and hide inside

This towns a broken record
with the settings on repeat
trying to change the pattern left here
with something left inside of me
the river flows around me
it's pulling at my feet
i plead out to the water
kill me now or let me breathe.

the river flows around me
it's pulling at my feet
i plead out to the water.