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Sometimes the first place I need to be
Is the last place I'd call home
Or the last place I'd feel comfortable
(Or maybe I don't know)
2, 3, 4 times I've tried
To convince myself that I was right
But all along my voice sang out the same old song
Can you hear me scream
Out over the silence that awakens me
To everything that's anything
That's going in the wrong direction
Anything that's everything I thought that I could fix
Sometimes the way that I come off
Is not the way I feel
Or maybe it's what I'm thinking
(So maybe my lips are sealed)
2, 3, 4 times I've tried
To convince myself that I was right
But all along I fell right back into the ground
Can you hear me scream
Out over the silence that awakens me
To everything that's anything
That's going in the wrong direction
Anything that's everything I thought that I could fix
Please take me home...
Can you hear me scream
Out over the silence that awakens me
To everything that's anything
That's going in the wrong direction
Anything that's everything I thought that I could fix
Well maybe I'm just a little bit homesick
I want to be with the ones who care
One day, maybe I'll go home
I'm waiting for my big escape