Focused on the floor, I relived my entire life
Running from the thoughts of my own worthlessness
Hiding from the sound of the voice running through my head
Living on the doubts and the projectedness

Thinking all the time that I was getting better
Maybe if only I was getting old
Such a waste of time all this idiot banter
But I guess I’m learning my version of bold

Pack all your stuff and get in the car, let’s go for a ride
Skies are wide open, time for a change, time to say goodbye.

Caring way too much about what other people think
Since when did I care about such a thing?
You can fuck yourselves is what I have to say about
That and all kinds of other things.

Sick of feeling lost and alone in a small room
Tired of the guilt that comes from within
Time to tell them off with my new found aggression
I’ll forgive myself when I start to blame them

Pack all your stuff and get in the car, let’s go for a ride
Skies are wide open, time for a change, time to say goodbye.