Lyrics:

Bored of the same old
Going backwards
Tied to the same roads
I'm looking after
Lines on your face looking like your old man
Remember that time we stole the keys to the van?
Did you ever make it out of here?
Did you ever dream to?
This town can be the best and the worst
This town can feel like home or a curse

Back up on the old ropes
Losing options
Some at the dead end
Some been forgotten
Some still living for that God above
Some still believing in the circles of their crops
Did you ever make it out of here?
Did you ever dream to?
This town can be the best and the worst
This town can feel like home or a curse
The old water tower, the view from the hill
The blood-stained pavement where your brother got his teeth knocked out
All the drugstore houses by the football fields
They haven't won a thing in years
Did you ever make it out of here?
Did you ever dream to?
This town can be the best and the worst
This town can feel like home or a curse
Did you ever make it out of here?
Did you ever dream to?
This town can be the best and the worst
This town can feel like home or a curse