I always thought this place,
would never let me frown.
But now all it seems to do,
is slowly drag me down.
I always loved the smell,
no matter how bad it got.
But now when I breathe,
it just makes my lungs rot.
I sadly never thought,
it would turn out this way.
And I always believed,
you wanted me to stay.
Now all I feel is heartbreak,
whenever I come back.
Maybe I should just let go,
and trek another track?
