What I thought was good
Turned out bad as I knew it would
I'd have stopped if I could
My life's the death of love and it stopped where it stood
Each time was better than last
Till I fell to the bottom I'm top heavy falling fast
Old ships can't sail without masts
My life's progression still is the regression towards my past
And I want to go And I want to go home
Home when I'm tired and scared Home cause there someone cared for
Home cause nothing compares Home cause there no one stares (at me)
Running with wild mustangs
Poses question will depression kill or still hang
This dog is showing his fangs
Going under wonder about these homesick pangs
Each time was better than last
Till I fell to the bottom I'm top heavy with head cast
All over with one last blast
My life?s progression still is the regression toward my past