| Haven’t had a place that felt like home in at least four years
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| Drifting from place to place never connecting with my peers.
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| Chained to this world, feeding the flames.
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| Suffer forever, then see what remains.
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| Vulture above me, wait for my flesh.
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| Wish will be granted, if there’s anything left.
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| Searching for light in this world of darkness
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| Sometimes I feel like I can’t be a part of this
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| Will I ever find a place where I belong?
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| A place where I’d never have to write this song?
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| I just want somewhere I can feel at ease.
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| A constant home no one will ever make me leave.
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| I’ve started thinking that there is no hope. |
| THERE IS NO HOPE
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| There is nothing I can do. |
| Nothing will change. |
| NOTHING WILL CHANGE
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| Wherever I go, I don’t' feel at peace. |
| DON’T FEEL AT PEACE
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| All I know is unrest and anxiety. |
| ANXIETY
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| This place is killing me
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| Longer I stay the more I can’t break free.
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| Every second’s ticking down to my death.
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| Getting so close, that I can’t take a breath
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| Walls closing in, pushing me to the unknown
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| A wave of fear chilling me to the bone.
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| These walls seem so confining
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| I can’t get out and it’s driving me mad |