Up in the morning,
a quarter to five.
A new day is dawning
but I’m barely alive.
For all that lies ahead
I should have stayed in bed.
Caught in a spiral
and heading on down.
It all seems final
in this cold-hearted town.
If I could find a way
then I would leave today.
Hey, don’t expect to get any help from me.
You’re on your own.
Lost, I won’t make it here any fool can see.
I’m not at home.
Business as usual
in a job that I hate.
Turning up early
as if I can’t wait.
I’ve got to make it through.
There’s nothing else to do.
Maybe tomorrow,
maybe someday.
The path that I follow
will lead me away.
I want to run and hide
out on the other side.
Hey, don’t expect to get any help from me.
You’re on your own.
Lost, I won’t make it here any fool can see.
I’m not at home. (x2)
Guitar solo
Hey, don’t expect to get any help from me.
You’re on your own.
Lost, I won’t make it here any fool can see.
I’m not at home.
Life won’t take those dreams away.
Wait until the day when light shines through at last.
Send the pain into the past.
Hey, don’t expect to get any help from me.
You’re on your own.
Lost, I won’t make it here any fool can see.
I’m not at home. (x2)
I’m not at home...
I’m not at home...no.....

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