Dinner in America - Go by Myself Lyrics

I don't know how to express my feelings
When they locked up in a shoes size box
I had tried to ask some people
I don't know what's wrong

Sunday morning feels like torture
When you wake up alone
I wanna leave this gloomy city
But I don't think that I have a choice

And I would like to see the ocean
But all my pals are gone
I will get my old dusty camera and will go by myself

Go by myself, go by myself

Crazy story never been heard of
On the bright skies glee
I've been told about some people
Who have never been free

And I would like to see the mountains
But all my pals are gone
I will get my old dusty camera and will go by myself

Go by myself, go by myself, go by myself