I RAN-
When I was a young one,
Didn\'t even know how to tie my laces - undone.
I was bullied, cast aside and beaten and shorn,
I RAN-
Not knowing where to reborn.
I RAN-
No love, no guide - Just Run
They laughed,
They shoved,
They carved me hollow -
So I RAN-
With nowhere to follow.
Till I CRASH-
Into the walls they called H-O-M-E
A massacre of faces and I stood alone .
I knew them once - but now they\'re ash,
Ghost with daggers, mouths that slash.
But I STAYED -
Cause I thought they\'d stitch my pain.
I STAYED -
Cause I feared the Storm and rain.
I STAYED -
Cause I thought monsters lived out there,
And God was here and protecting me with care.
FUCK THAT-
I was wrong,
Dead wrong.
That place was just a H-O-U-S-E-
Nothing more.
Never a H-O-M-E
Not even once.
It ripped me open,
It gutted me raw,
Like a dead flesh in a predator\'s jaw.
I bled,
I froze,
I broke-
And they stood there, like grinning ghosts.
MONSTERS. MONSTERS.
They were the monsters!
MONSTERS. MONSTERS.
I was their slaughter.
So, I RAN-
Screaming, burning, tearing free.
I ran to find what Home should be.
I ran into the hazardous chase.
A desperate hunt for a saving grace.
I ran from the pit, from the night,
For a place that bleeds but feels so right.
A shelter, a heaven, not stone, not bone,
A place I can finally scream-
This is where I belong
THIS IS MY FUCKING HOME.