Rory - Packed More Trunks Than the Jersey Mob lyrics

I've packed more trunks Than the Jersey mob There's no turning back From here No turning back my friend So many unfamiliar faces This freight train is running off the track Hey mister, can you help me I seem to have lost my way back home There's no more taking chances Embrace the ghost And k** this doubt You can devour your demons But they'll never let you go There's no turning back From here No turning back my friend I'm leaving[I'm leaving] And never coming back again[Never coming Back] This gun is co*ked[Never coming back] And suited with a bullet called regret I'm leaving And never coming back again Never coming back A million channels on the TV All reruns of the past mistakes The static neither fact nor fiction It's my excuse to get some sleep My pulse racing I can feel the tension Sweat dripping as it cuts across my brow How hollow can a person feel How hollow can a person feel No! There's no turning back From here No turning back my friend I'm leaving [I'm leaving] And never coming back again[Never coming back] This gun is co*ked[Never coming back] And suited with a bullet called regret I'm leaving[And never coming back] And never coming back again Never coming back How can you mean all those things you said The lies that you told The blood has been washed off my hands Washed off my hands By the grace you've shown How can you mean all those things that you said The lies that you told The blood has been washed off my hands Washed off my hands By the grace you've shown