
作词 : Jeremy Fedryk/Joseph M. Hill, Jr.
There’s a lot of things I wanna do
but my feet just don’t seem to move
My friends are asking, “Where have you been?”
Say, “I’m busy, but I’m doing well
in the city I built for myself”
And these walls are growing thicker everyday
(One, two, three, one, two, three, four)
My hideaway has became a prison that I can’t escape
These lonely days make me wish that I had never gone away
I isolated from my friends
and now I wish I would’ve stayed
My hideaway can’t contain my pain
(okay, okay, okay, I)
Hopped out of bed today thinking that today’s gonna be the day
That I go and change my broken ways
but my mind had other plans for me
Saying, “You’re gonna stay
on this road
on this broken path alone
And if you stray, I’ll find a way to get you right back on your own"
I’m not my friend
I’m my enemy my number one catastrophe
My mind and me want different things
but I’m hoping that I’ll change
Cause there’s a lot of things I wanna do
but my feet just don’t seem to move
My friends are asking, “Where have you been?”
Say, “I’m busy, but I’m doing well
in the city I built for myself”
And these walls are growing thicker everyday
(A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three, four)
My hideaway has became a prison that I can’t escape
These lonely days make me wish that I had never gone away
I isolated from my friends
and now I wish I would’ve stayed
My hideaway can’t contain my pain
(okay, okay, okay, I)
My hideaway has became a prison that I can’t escape
These lonely days make me wish that I had never gone away
I isolated from my friends
and now I wish I would’ve stayed
My hideaway can’t contain my pain