My home is not my home
Because I'm unhappy. Healthy
Happiness comes from a household
I just want to be hold and loved
I'm capture in a nut sack and I can't...
And I can't redeem myself, I take 10 steps
Forward 5 minutes later I feel
The 20 footsteps I've taken backwards
No wonders, no worries, no guarantees, no pity
I'm just living still my mind can't anymore
While my heart runs out blood from bleeding....
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