Place I Hate

I kind of miss my high school friends I kind of miss the Arizona heat I miss my dog his name is Bruno Turns out this ain't all its cracked up to be Woah oh oh I've been everywhere but home And I've been everything except myself But look at me all on my own I feel the same it's just harder to tell Woah oh oh I'm getting good making it look Like I'm doing just fine But the truth is getting used to Getting drunk all the time And I've been carrying weight Past few days somehow it got heavier Somehow it got heavier I'm at a place I hate with everything to lose While my whole minds at stake I'm tracing back my steps so I get closer to Where the hell I lost myself Another weekend out of my hands Another missed call from my brother Bloody feet from how far I've ran My momma said I'm losing color In my face I'm getting good making it look Like I'm doing just fine But the truth is getting used to Getting drunk all the time And I've been carrying weight Past few days somehow it got heavier Somehow it got heavier I'm at a place I hate with everything to lose While my whole minds at stake I'm tracing back my steps so I get closer to Where the hell I lost myself Where the hell I lost myself Where the hell I lost myself