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I traveled far to find a place called home; all I found was broken past and some broken bones.
I left it far behind, although I wish that I had another chance to try.
Because I might just die a lonely man and be left in the dark.

I can see it all now; I'm gonna fuck up again.
One step behind.
One step behind.

I traveled far to find a place alone, but i realized what I want I can't find on my own.
It's not what I really want, although I convinced myself there was nothing past my eye.
And I could never find happiness in this world full of pain.

I can see it all now; I'm gonna fuck up again.
One step behind.
One step behind.
One step behind.

I'm incredulous to think I'll ever be satisfied with my life.
When I think I just might scrape by.

Then I start to regret every sea I chose to sail.
Maybe I'll be a rich man, maybe end up in jail.
I'm not supposed to cry, although I can't help but wonder why we'll never get to try.
Because I might just die a sheltered man, as I walk through the dark.

I can see it all now; I'm gonna fuck up again.
One step behind.
One step behind.
One step behind.
One step behind.
I traveled far to find a place called home; all I found was broken past and some broken bones.   I left it far behind, although I wish that I had another chance to try.   Because I might just die a lonely man and be left in the dark.      I can see it all now; I'm gonna fuck up again.   One step behind.   One step behind.      I traveled far to find a place alone, but i realized what I want I can't find on my own.   It's not what I really want, although I convinced myself there was nothing past my eye.   And I could never find happiness in this world full of pain.      I can see it all now; I'm gonna fuck up again.   One step behind.   One step behind.   One step behind.      I'm incredulous to think I'll ever be satisfied with my life.   When I think I just might scrape by.      Then I start to regret every sea I chose to sail.   Maybe I'll be a rich man, maybe end up in jail.   I'm not supposed to cry, although I can't help but wonder why we'll never get to try.   Because I might just die a sheltered man, as I walk through the dark.      I can see it all now; I'm gonna fuck up again.   One step behind.   One step behind.   One step behind.   One step behind.
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