Rory packed more trunks than the jersey mob lyrics

There's no turning back 

From here

No turning back my friend



So many unfamiliar faces

This freight train is running off the track

Hey mister can you help me

I seem to have lost my way back home

There's no more taking chances

Embrace the ghost

And kill this doubt

You can devour your demons

But they'll never let you go



There's no turning back 

From here

No turning back my friend



I'm leaving 

And never coming back again

This gun is cocked 

And suited with a bullet called regret

I'm leaving 

And never coming back again

Never coming back



A million channels on the TV

All reruns of the past mistakes

The static neither fact nor fiction

It's my excuse to get some sleep



My pulse racing

I can feel the tension

Sweat dripping as it cuts across my brow

How hollow can a person feel

How hollow can a person feel



There's no turning back 

From here

No turning back my friend



I'm leaving 

And never coming back again

This gun is cocked 

And suited with a bullet called regret

I'm leaving 

And never coming back again

Never coming back



How can you mean all those things you said

The lies that you told

The blood has been washed off my hands 

Washed off my hands

By the grace you've shown

How can you mean all those things you said

The lies that you told

The blood has been washed off my hands 

Washed off my hands

By the grace you've shown