Detatched
Mat Kerekes
If my lungs would motivate the words to come out
I'd probably say: "I'm dying to leave"
It's been a long time since I've felt right
I've been counting down the days
It's been a long time since I've felt right
This home isn't home to me (I've never felt more alone)
This town is not a home (but I've never felt more at home)
