Common Dead - Outer Harbor lyrics

Placing all my bets on vivid dreams Romancing, collapsing Even if all dies here, I have my place Surrounding, withdrawing Lay blame on intentions or call it on fate I'm looking around but never the right way I want to return to a place of purity But I hope that I am welcome Who am I to say? I love waiting Naively, privately Real yet surreal, my own to feel Transgressing, regressing And life is sort of twisted that way When you want things to stay, that's when things change I'm looking to preserve an era called home All feasible doubts unwelcome We're pa**ing the time and trying to keep sane A matter of perspective and all views change I want to return to a place I called home But I hope that I am welcome