chapter II: a reminder of home by safeatlast published on 2024-01-29T15:15:08Z prod me guitar by Morgan Cheadle let me go this place reminds me of what we once called home walkin this empty road the path before mes left me nowhere to go everything that i see and all the air that i breathe could never even amount to the way we used to be no wakin up in your sheets every day is so exhuasting but ill do it for you i dont care about me still its like i never even mattered put my fist into a mirror just to watch it shatter every day i eat my life away im only getting fatter and the soul i left behind is begging me "do somethin about it" i dont know how i dont even know where to start its like the weight upon my shoulders keeps me off of the charts its gettin sickening try to do the things that i love but deep down theyre only pulling strings away from my heart let me go this place reminds me of what we once called home walkin this empty road the path before mes left me nowhere to go everything that i see and all the air that i breathe could (let me go) never even amount to the way we used to be no (this place reminds me of what we once called home) wakin up in your sheets every day is so exhuasting but (walkin this empty road) ill do it for you i dont care about me still (the path before mes left me nowhere to go) Genre Folk & Singer-Songwriter Comment by brecken never misses 2024-02-25T22:50:46Z Comment by Abyss Love you bro 2024-02-23T11:58:02Z Comment by ZBee Wow 💙 2024-02-20T15:06:28Z Comment by mikxoxo This is crazy brother <3 2024-02-20T12:07:25Z