My Own Captain

There’s nothing left for me in this sleeping town
I’m leaving tonight and I won’t see you around
I’ll run run until my tires go bald
Clock me out and ignore my calls
I know that you think I’m sinking
The trench I’m digging is growing deep
But I would rather inhale dirt and water
Than let roots grow beneath my feet
On the open road or on the open water
I don’t remember how to get home
All the years wasted, all the time I spent
Hope you get it, hope you comprehend
Sell all my things, burn down my home
We don’t need help because were going alone
I’ll pound my fists until my knuckles bleed
We won’t give in, we won’t admit defeat