I'm leaving home
Left to my own devices
I've packed a bag of clothes
Doesn't matter what the price is

I'm a fly alone
Take a chance cos i cant sacrifice this
Oppertunity to hold
All the things i ever wanted since i started

my pockets are full of books and strings
no i dont need desirable things
Im searching for the similarity
for release, for belief

This time i, i wont say goodbye ill get on the flight and go
ill be fine, this time tomorrow
but i cant help but
be reminded, i wasted my time but theres no suprises now
ive been waiting for too long
i need to

drop the past and pick up whats left
drop the past and pick up my life while im young x2