Another day, can't life my head and I'm barely breathing
Been trying so hard to find something that I believe in
This old town, she's in desperate need of healing
As a bottle drops in the parking lot I stare up at the ceiling
Outside the cars go by and streetlights paint a dark blue sky
I hear the sound of struggles coming from a house nearby
And like the summered soil, the industry's all dried
To leave the people starving, fighting to survive
The sunsets in this town seem a lot like the end of a story
There's no answers or heroes for those seeking meaning or those seeking glory
We're leaving soon we can't pretend, all the bridges are out
And these roads dead end
We're leaving soon we can't pretend, all the bridges are out
And these roads dead end
The sunsets in this town seem a lot like the end of a story
There's no answers or heroes for those seeking meaning or those seeking glory
We're leaving soon we can't pretend, all the bridges are out
And these roads dead end
We're leaving soon we can't pretend, well all the bridges are out
And these roads dead end