[Mr. Hankie]

Traveling sucks

Out of all the things I lust for
I don't know which one I like the best
It could be the that rich mans car
Or that fine girls chest
Could it be that house I see
Out of the corner of my eye
Or could it be my parent's money
That I'll get when they die

I must, I must, I must, find the lust I lust for most
I must, I must, I must, find the lust I lust for most

Well I now know
What I've been searching for all this time
I let those feelings grow
Inside my screwed up mind
It's a secret I've been hiding
But not knowing what it was
I feel idiotic for not realizing
It's my wanderlust

I must, I must, I must, lose my wanderlust
I must, I must, I must, lose my wanderlust
It's a little too expensive for me
Every trip to Miami
I feel like I'm never home
I feel like I'm all alone.......

I hate my wanderlust
I wish it never was



Yeah it kinda sucks....