Memory Lane Songtext
von Logan Michael

Empty faces in a crowd, trying to find your way out
All the people here are either drug dealers or dropouts
And everybody′s talking, but no one seems to listen
Most of them end up at 5 a.m. doing lines in someone's kitchen

All the girls are taking shots, acting like they′re still in high school
Frat boys on the back porch smoking cigarettes, drinking high news
What the hell are you doing here?
You don't belong here, you don't belong here, but

18 turns into 28
You look back, nitpick all your mistakes
The good years, they came and went too fast
Half drunk, still dwelling on the past

You had big dreams and bigger plans
Sidetracked, hoped it′d work out in the end
Stuck here, living in a dying town
Too scared to pack up and move out
Every day stays the same; it′s a shame
Your whole life's just a trip down memory lane


A little rough around the edges, off the whiskey you get reckless
Never been to church, but you′re convinced you know what hell is
Same old bar on Friday nights, but you're not looking for a wife
′Cause growing up, all you did was watch your parents fight

You're afraid to die alone; it′s a never-ending cycle
Checking wrinkles in the mirror, wondering where did all the time go
It's a subtle certainty; you're not where you wanna be
That′s the thing about life; it ain′t fair, and it sure don't come cheap

18 turns into 28
You look back, nitpick all your mistakes
The good years, they came and went too fast
Half-drawn, still dwellin′ on the past

You had big dreams and bigger plans
Sidetracked, what did work out in the end?
Stuck here, living in a dying town
Too scared to back up and move out
Every day stays the same; it's a shame
Your whole life′s just a trip down memory lane

18 turns into 28
You look back, nitpick all your mistakes
Caught up, reliving the golden years
What the hell are you doing here?