I’m heading east towards the sea to fix my misspent youth
The years I spent on wasted trends the time I spent on you
To ‘find myself’ or ‘someone else’ are clichéd hopes at best
So all I have to hope for is its better than the west
The years I spent on wasted trends the time I spent on you
To ‘find myself’ or ‘someone else’ are clichéd hopes at best
So all I have to hope for is its better than the west