Leaving everything behind
No material possessions left to find
Running away on two feet
It’s just me and the sidewalk streets

Missing posters with no reward
I’m worthless and without remorse
Stolen goods feed my empty soul
There’s just no goal worth fighting for

No phone to call home
No place to call home
No way to calm down
No way to climb out

The farther I go the less I fear
Of recognition, I shed a tear
There’s nothing more for you to hear
I’ve seen it all within a year