This is it I'm home again And I feel The walls closing in. I get no love So all I have is hate And this sickly Burning Rage. My nerves are raw My head is pounding I shut my eyes To keep from shouting I grit my teeth And start to pace My friends are gone My life's a waste Alone again I build my walls Protect me from Hopes siren call I have a gun I have a knife I'm just lacking the will To take my own life But no one listens No one cares That's because There's no one here. There's just me Home again And these 4 walls Can't hold me in F*ck their rules I'll break free. But blood is bond. Family.
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