Negativ

It seems like nothing good can ever come from this godforsaken town And all that lures us in is temporary and then it turns us down We don't do anything but sit around and frown and then we gaze We don't know anyone or anything thats stuck inside this place And all these times we find ourselves staring back at our own regrets like that'll change anything And we're told to withhold our pride because nothing compares to the work of the already established