Always Felt, the need to get out of this place

The need to flee this smokey old run down suburb

The darkest always shined brighter then the light in this place

Bit in a strange turn of events, I think I have find my place where I can find some pace, to rest my head a place where your warm embrace chasing the loneliness from my heart, 

No more running around, no more hiding,

No more me me me they have been replaced my US

Please god I get to stay in this place.