Incest Town

We all live in an incest town
A town full of old faces
Which all know our name
Of all our mistakes and
Dreams to make.
We all look around and see the same thing
A place to run and hide from
Lonely souls all looking; all dreaming
Into the staring abcess of our incest town
We're all talking of leaving
And making something of ourselves
In a place
That doesn't know our insides
Just like the incest town does.