Safety Under the Bridge

Lost in a foreign land with nothing but a backpack full of hope and relief
Backpack fucking tearing at the seams..
Drops of hope falling softly on the cracked concrete
Even though shady, it's better than we're i've been

Nothing but a bridge and the stars to shield
Me from the people back home who are just looking for a thrill
Looking for a puppet to control, a pillow to stab
Just to make them feel slightly better about what they have
I regret nothing