I go back to the place I grew up in
I try hard not to judge
But the streets are so silent
And the people so loud
It's been long since the last time
I was here on my own
And it feels like forever
Since I called this place home
Same old place, same old weather
Nothing's changed for the better
As I walk up the staircase
That old smell hits my nose
And it brings with it memories
Of a life placed on hold
With every step I feel my past
Slowly taking its toll
All that's left is to sit back and watch while I
Ascend towards my downfall
Same old place, same old weather
Have I changed? Does it matter?