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The patience I once had

Is running away with my youth

Away in it’s hand

I’ve been neglecting who I am

That’s just who I was back then

Don’t need to be perfect

Just happy

I’m still a lost boy

I’m still a lost boy

Last year, I was a train wreck

Now I’m just a mess

I’m letting go so I don’t lose myself

Every once in a while

I listen to Death Cab and think

About how it used to be

We thought that we knew the answers

But no one was asking

Asking the questions

I’m still a lost boy

I’m still a lost boy

Last year, I was a train wreck

Now I’m just a mess

I’m letting go so I don’t lose myself

I’m starting to be where I need to be

I’m starting to be where I need to be

It feels like I’ve been taking the long way

For a while now

Haven’t been at home in more years

Than I care to say

I keep letting my past carve out

What the present shouldn’t be

What I shouldn’t be

Last year, I was a train wreck

Now I’m just a mess

I’m letting go so I don’t lose myself

I’m starting to be where I need to be

I’m starting to be where I need to be