Lyrics

I know I'm not alone, I made a bed here on my own I have capacity for sleep outside my second floor window But I watch a moon grow, I watch it wane and seem too slow We could embrace this thickening fear Or hide away and just get stoned If nowhere feels like home, I guess it's just as well We make home inside ourselves Our own personal hell Daydreamer You're brave, a willing slave A nose bleeder to the grave You won't indulge yourself in dreams That's just a weekend gone to waste Buy a home, fulfill your goals, let your complex ego know You're so scared to disappear and it grabs you by the throat If nowhere feels like home, I guess it's just as well We make home inside ourselves [x2] Our own personal I've spent a lot of wasted time examining the lives of People I assume I'm supposed to be I never meant to break, my friend Eek my way through the present tense It's carelessness combined with apathy Nowhere feels like home