the seconds go by one by one but i m here hours later getting no where oh i can t focus i ve got ten things on my mind and all of them are unimportant but i m still wasting time now it s four in there morning and i m writing this song and i can t go to sleep till i get every single line done sometimes i pretend i m living somewhere else sometimes i wish i wasn t here after the roads end and after the lights fade away from the vices that we have that s where i want to be that s where i want to live the deadline draws closer day by day but my mind gets side tracked with unnecessary things every single distraction that crosses my mind is another i hour i spend trying to get back to the mind set that i was in before sometimes i pretend i was living somewhere else sometimes i wish there was no one around after the roads end and after the lights fade away from the vices that we have that s where i want to be that s where i want to live when i wake up in the morning and all i hear are the birds singing that s where i want to be that s where i want to call home this is my house this is my home if i wanted to get away