I have small town blues
Sitting around nothing to do
Stuck in my house, feels like prison
Quickly my boredom has risen
Pack my bags, run away
I can’t stay another day
Fake friends lie to my face
They can’t see the dreams I chase
In desperate need of cash
Soon this recession will end
Not suicidal but this ain’t it
But through it all, I never quit
Parents don’t ever agree with me
Never help me achieve my dreams
At this point, I’m done
I just want to have fun
Drinking alcohol to numb the pain
I hope happiness will come again.
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