"Nomad" lyrics
"Nomad"
I'm a drifter in life
Forever chasing the fading light
Every step is out of place
Can't seem to find my saving grace
And I don't know why I keep running
Like I'm afraid of what's becoming
Every town's a blur of blame
No roots, just endless shame
I am the Nomad
Carrying a weight that I'll never show
I am a Non man
I don't deserve the love or the gold
I am the Nomad
'Cause deep down my heart went cold
I am a Con man
Wandering without a place to go
I see the cracks in every plan
Sabotage it with my own hands
Like a distant mirage
I push away the morphing sands
And I don't know why I keep running
Like I'm afraid of what's becoming
Every town's a blur of blame
No roots, just endless shame
I am the Nomad
Carrying a weight that I'll never show
I am a Non man
I don't deserve the love or the gold
I am the Nomad
'Cause deep down my heart went cold
I am a Con man
Wandering without a place to go
Tell me, do you see me
Behind the walls, behind the debris?
Every word's a hidden fight
Every laugh is a disguise
I am the Nomad
Carrying a weight that I'll never show
I am a Non man
I don't deserve the love or the gold
I am the Nomad
'Cause deep down my heart went cold
I am a Con man
Wandering without a place to go
Writer(s): Henriques Guilherme Da Silva
- AZLyrics
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- Gaerea Lyrics
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