I've been thinking every time I'm homesick I Just need some distance Or I cant focus on shit And I feel hopeless Like nothing I do is gonna fix this So I keep going Hoping maybe one day I'll feel content What a waste of time It all comes down around me It's what keeps my mind Awake at night They saying I'm ate up I been tryna find out what I'm made of Stories that they telling probably made up I learned how to stay down on the way up They wish they had stuck around for a payout Eighteen felt like a day dream Nineteen I was too fucked up Twenty two I had really found me Twenty three I was already gone I've been thinking every time I'm homesick I Just need some distance Or I cant focus on shit And I feel hopeless Like nothing I do is gonna fix this So I keep going Hoping maybe one day I'll feel content