9472

Hey, today I remembered her again, but what’s the point
If she’s gone to bed waiting for my call
I’m 9472 away from there
Tss, I’m getting older, but so are my parents
I’m missing out on things to tell my grandkids
Because I’m 9472 away from there

I’ve stepped on my people, I’ve shouted at them
I messed up and blamed my team
I keep my shit to myself
I don’t want to leave here without finding my place

Sometimes I cry in the shadows over the obvious things
And I write when my city has gone to sleep
For those who know my story, my pain, and my glory
Maybe it’s not too late to tell them from the heart
Don’t cry, don’t cry, I’m not that bad

Today I remembered how I shake off my troubles
If I hook my sorrows to one of your beauty marks
I think about it 9472 away from there
They think that just because it’s me
There’s a reason I shouldn’t care
My little brothers and the lives they lead
If they saw that’s all I think about when I’m 9472 away from there

Sometimes I cry in the shadows over the obvious things
And I write when my city has gone to sleep
For those who know my story, my pain, and my glory
Maybe it’s not too late to tell them from the heart
Don’t cry, don’t cry, I’m not that bad

Don’t cry, don’t cry, I’m not that bad