IRC-Galleria

Cuz I don't wanna be like this,
I've been running these streets
for too long now, I've got nothing,
that's true, but this song now.
But the further I go,
I wanna go home.

I fuckin swear that I care,
but it's hard when you stare into the bottom of a bottle that is empty and bare.
Oh my desolate soul, in my desolate home, it's my desolate role, yeah I'm here all alone.