Testo No Destination

There are tears on your pillow
You've been crying in bed all night long
You're just as sad as the willow
That's been growing outside of your room

Oh yeah you wish you'd taken chances
Just like everyone else in the world
All that is left is the sadness What remains is the lingering guilt

Time seems to pass you by
As if you gave up without a try

Seems like you're lost, wandering around,
Trying to find some solid ground

No destination
No destination

So now you work down at the stripmall
Where you started out when you were young
You always stay 'till the last call
Yeah you like your shots bitter and strong
Simple as that, just a good time
No need to worry about anything else
The front of your shirt, spells whatever
More or less it's describing yourself

Highschool won't come again
Not quite the promise you were back then

Seems like you're lost, wandering around,
Trying to find some solid ground

No destination
No destination