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When we were young, we had it rough Short on money, short on love That's how the wayside takes, the wayside keeps its ghosts Thick as thieves, my fears and me We've been rolling now ten years deep That's how the wayside takes, and it keeps a hold on me Oh, I'm living in a no man's land, nowhere land No place left to go When I'm running from myself, I'm holding on to hope And struggling to cope And there's places I can't leave When they're leaving a mark on me So I'm living in a no man's land everywhere I go I'm running from myself Right age, wrong crowd Blamed it all on my hometown But it wasn't them, they never let me down No, it was me, I drank, I smoked I held it in until I choked Still these roots are wrapped around my feet Oh, I'm living in a no man's land, nowhere land No place left to go When I'm running from myself, I'm holding on to hope Letras de cancionesAnd struggling to cope And there's places I can't leave And they're leaving a mark on me So I'm living in a no man's land everywhere I go I'm running from myself No man's land I'm living in a no man's land I'm living in And there's places I can't leave And they're leaving a mark on me So I'm living in a no man's land everywhere I go I'm running from myself From Letras Mania