From First to Last - Note to Self

Two roads, split off from here
And my life goes running in opposite directions
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am, and who I want to be

I wanted to be that breath of fresh air
When everything smelled so insincere
But this taste still lingers in my mouth
Deceit has ways of sticking around
And I'm ready to disappear
Vacation seems far (seems far) from here

(Note to self) I miss you terribly
(This is what) we call a tragedy
(Come back to me) come back to me (to me)
(Note to self) I miss you terribly
(This is what) we call a tragedy
(Come back to me) back to me (to me)

I can feel my mind, wandering again
Into where I don't know, and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving, faster than I can
And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break the routine

I can feel my mind, wandering again
Into where I don't know, and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving, faster than I can
And I'm sick of this scene
I need to break the routine

Two roads, split off from here
And my life goes running in opposite directions
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am and who I want to-
Which part of me is lost?
I feel so close, and yet I am so far
Which part of me is lost?
I feel so close, and yet (I am so far)

Written by:
Derek Alan Bloom, Jon Weisberg, Matt Good, Travis Brandon Richter

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