If home is where my heart is
Then I'm living in my own denial
Got no place to call home
I feel foreign in my own mind
I'm tired of living like this
Everything is hardly mine
Dreams getting smaller
The blue is getting stained
Even when I rearranged it
My name doesn't even make sense
I can't do this anymore
All things weigh me down
If home is where my heart is
Then I'm living in my own denial

I'm not stuck, I'm just tired
Even familiar places are getting foreign

I know I don't belong
I'm better when gone