Luca Fogale - Used to Be lyrics

Always Searching for a Place to hide away. Counting My conclusions, And my "You should"s And I don't know what to say. I'm running out of ways to see this place The way it used to be. Restless, Heavy featured, Constant detours, Stuck on the second page. Lie still In the deep end, Count your sheep and Wake on a brighter day. I'm running out of ways to see this place The way it used to be. But I'm running out of ways to see this place The way it used to be.