Chris Wright - Passport

I just packed up everything I own and ran toward the sunrise
Defaulted on my loans, you told me that’s unwise
Lost the code to my phone, got me a new life
I got my passport, please don’t come asking for me

So it goes written on my chest
Bullet hole covered in a vest
Blood on my chain, on my neck
That’s just the end of the story I guess
You were calling me home, I’m a mess
I don’t wanna think about nothing
Why we always gotta do something
There ain’t nothing herе to figure out if we ain’t fucking, I know
Streetlight memoriеs your best
Fire around me as I crash
Pictures filling up your trash
You don’t want nothing to do with my past
Sweep away all of the pain and the glass
I don’t wanna talk about nothing
Why I’m always bringing it up then
Why we always putting things off then fucking
I just packed up everything I own and ran toward the sunrise
Defaulted on my loans, you told me that’s unwise
Lost the code to my phone, got me a new life
I got my passport, please don’t come asking for me

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