Place I Hate

I kind of miss my high school friends

I kind of miss the Arizona heat

I miss my dog his name is Bruno

Turns out these ain’t all its cracked up to be

I’ve been everywhere but home

And I’ve been everything except myself

But look at me all on my own

I feel the same it’s just harder to tell

Woah oh oh

I’m getting good making it look

Like I’m doing just fine

But the truth is getting used to

Getting drunk all the time

And I’ve been carrying weight

Past few days somehow it got heavier

Somehow it got heavier

I’m at a place I hate with everything to lose

While my whole minds at stake

I’m tracing back my steps so I get closer to

Where the hell I lost myself

Another weekend out of my hands

Another missed call from my brother

Bloody feet from how far I’ve ran

My momma said I’m losing color

In my face

I’m getting good making it look

Like I’m doing just fine

But the truth is getting used to

Getting drunk all the time

And I’ve been carrying weight

Past few days somehow it got heavier

Somehow it got heavier

I’m at a place I hate with everything to lose

While my whole minds at stake

I’m tracing back my steps so I get closer to

Where the hell I lost myself

Where the hell I lost myself

Where the hell I lost myself