ZKKRYMRNO - He's Tired of Running In Circles... Lyrics

I could go to Maine, it would almost be the same
Just enough to feel like home but still give the needed change
I could still enjoy the snow, the kind that holds me in a globe
But I'd leave footsteps leading to a place filled with no one that I'd know

Get me out of here, where my memories come from
Every street sign marks a place in time that I should've given up
I wish I'd finished life, on that road that serpentines
But the devil seems to whisper that I should leave this town behind

I'm almost comatose, the weight that no one knows
Is slowly turning me to dust from crushing all my bones
It's raining and it's cold, everywhere I go
The moisture builds up creating faces smiling through the mold

Get me out of here, where my memories come from
Every street sign marks a place in time that I should've given up
I wish I'd finished life, on that road that serpentines
But the devil seems to whisper that I should leave this town behind

A place where I can drink, without judgement or grief
No one to breathe down my neck about my history
See a brand new life, through the bottom of a pint
Watch conversation unfold from a stranger's disguise
And after every pour, I'd give thanks for bringing more
They'd have no idea that it tore my liver up before
I'd stare at the shelves, of liquor looking well
But would a change of scenery keep me from hating myself