Ycf - Paws

When I come home to my hometown

I’m not sure which part of me still expects you to be around

Same old faces, same old feelings

But not nostalgia, I’m not revisiting, I am breathing

But not for youth cos we’re still young and not for boredom

Droughts of hope, I’m feeling like the only one

Who couldn’t make it out of here alive

I’m still trying to figure out which part it is

Of me that died, to screw this place

And curse their bones, I’m in a lodging room

Because I no longer have a home

I had a nest, and now it’s gone

I know I said this in a song before

But, fuck it — «Life goes on.»

I’ll have my youth culture forever

You’ll have your youth culture forever

He’ll have his youth culture forever

She’ll have her youth culture forever