I'm running, I'm gunning I started humming something you used to sing when you were around Please believe me and please don't leave me because I don't think that I could live without you No that's a lie, I'm living just fine. And you've already left, and the past is behind me, and I don't even worry and I don't even care but I'm still running to get far from here Why would you make it up for awhile, when you were worse off than you could've been I punched my first into a wall and it bleed and I cried and it bled and I cried Now all of my functions aren't working together My heart and my brain are being run by my member I'm running from the past that's far behind and Im moving towards things that are slightly less frightening is it less frighting, if these things keep repeating If these mistakes I keep making don't seem to be teaching I'm prepared in advance for this weakness I'm seeking And I've written down rules that I plan on breaking Know in advance that anything I do wrong does not deserve forgiveness Please just punch me in the face until I bleed, and I cry and I bleed and i cry and i cry and i cry and i cry These actions, These mistakes that I make are fueled by my adventure and my need for attention It's a disaster that's waiting to unfold, but I need the excitement and I need to dabble with the unforetold. Are these motions, or am I motionless? Hopeless I'm just trying to find my way home, but these ideas like loneliness and depression creep into my soul And I feel sick and I feel uninvited and I feel restless, lost, and i try to fight it But I just can't fight it. No matter how hard I try And i wanna go home And i wanna know what home is I don't care if its a person a place or a pill that I can digest I'll eat as many as I can But I've questioned too many things to accept the theories given to me by people who seem to have found what I'm looking for, that seem to sleep the whole night through But what has it gotten me, all this curiosity All these things that make me feel like there's no one else in the world, but I know that there is And I know I shouldn't feel lonely, or depressed, but its hard to be stable when I just can't grasp the things that seem to keep you happy and motivated, charming, but not exasperated How do you push on, How do you keep working, How can I motivate myself to be happy when I've seen the happiness life is bringing you But I can't do things the same as you I want to feel what you feel, but there's a line I can't cross Sacrificing my morals is not worth the cost So i'll take loneliness because I'm not alone and I know one day I'll find my way home.