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Texty: Home Grown. EP Phone Home. No Way Out.

Smoking the shit.


Daily habit
Dream to forget

my dark secrets
Hating my self



my lifes gone to hell

Innocence lost
but at what cost
Realizing now there's


no way out,no way out, out, no way out.

Awake in my bed




With thoughts in my head


of every moment all at once
Disillusion
As time passes by


I'm living a lie

I've forgetten who I am
all my roots are gone


I know this life is wrong there's

no way out,no way out, out, no way out.