Alabama

I ran away from myself, But I don′t like to think about it I became someone else Which doesn't actually require a lot of thought Just a little noise and decay Well I′ll tell you now, I can't wait So sick being of somewhere that I can't stand Chipping away at the days Think I′d be better off at a distant planet 2000 light years away I fell in love in the rain, but I forget about it I gave up all of my pain Well I guess I don′t really need it Beyond the seas and highways None of the stars know my name 'Cause I′m sick of being someone that I can't stand Chipping away at my brain Think I′d be better off at a distant planet 2000 light years away