diary in a bar (demo)

Concrete days are gone Now my bag sits by the door And my life is a shaky floor I can't balance on I'm meeting strangers in the dark I wrote a diary at the bar It read a really tough year to start And I can't balance out For a second I got caught on the psychology Behind a million other people that look like me I'm in a city I don't recognize Put a blindfold on my eyes Run me down a dead-end street I put some money aside I'm gonna leave tonight I'm a one-way street And I hate my life Home for a week and I'm tired of the hotels Key cards, bus calls, wearing me down Burnt out properly, learning origami Mom and dad miss when I would just hang around Home for a week and I'm tired of the hotels Key cards, bus calls, wearing me down Burnt out socially, sleeping through the mornings Mom and dad slip some cash in my account I put some money aside I'm gonna leave tonight I'm a one-way street And I hate my life (Sometimes I wish I never changed As I try to leave and hit the ceiling My loneliness is hard to fake And there's no drug to fight the feeling I admit maybe I'm better alone But the darkness comes and I can't outrun Symptoms of the pressure pushing on my name) I'll put some money aside I'm gonna leave tonight I'm a one-way street And I hate my life New Year's Eve and I'm home for the champagne Wishing I was snowed in, so I could stay Friends made families, I made enemies Living off a dream in Silver Lake