The asphalt under my feet as I'm leaving town
since it seems this place always pulls me down.
I'm leaving this self-made hell that I myself have made
and to forget about all those murky waters in which that I wade.
I pass up all the choices I've failed to make
since I've decided that I need a break.
No more drugs to fill that void lingering within
and to forget about that once shed skin.
Leaving on a jet plane to forget my past
and to leave behind that love that didn't last.

06/17/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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