Swain - Vaarwel lyrics

I'm at a loss to understand why I'm holding on to the comfort of a home, and the humdrum of this town. Don't wanna think that I'm stuck here. Don't wanna stick to my creed. Because first comes love, then comes marriage and then comes wishing you had been miscarried. So goodbye, sayanora, I'm sharing blood with the diaspora. I got too cozy and it's starting to itch. So here's to waking up and calling it quits. Don't grow roots, I'm heading out. I too got born under red, white and blue, but the stripes are all f**ing skewed. f** Golden Earring, I'm not amused. Baby, I've got the blues