Carry Me Home
 
 Used to dream until I stopped writing fiction
 All right well that's not true
 Maybe it ended when I ended competition
 Because I'd always loseMy therapist could never classify conditions
 Alright whats wrong already
 My pharmacist had better fill up my prescriptions
 
 Here just take two of these and call me in the morning
 
 
 Oh oh oh won't you carry me home
 
 It's the last time in life that I'll ever try
 The streets were flooded and in the tides were pessimists
 So I just dove right in I felt at home
 
 I felt alive I felt that I fit in
 So I'll just keep dreaming
 Wait for the wind to blow
 
 Can't carry myself can't carry me home
 
 On my own willWait for the wind to blow
 Can't bury myself can't carry us both
 On my own will