When All Home Is Lost

THIS PLANET HAS SPOKEN. THERE'S NO HOME FOR THE BROKEN.

There's nowhere I belong. No place to call my own.
I only have one friend, it's just me once again.
My life is just one big joke, but you won't hear me laughing, no.

I'm realizing I really don't like anyone.
In the end when I've played my part,
Hell will be a walk through the park.

One step forward.
Then it's two steps back.
Feels like it's world war three,
but it's the world versus me.

These four walls are not my friend.
These four walls are not my friend.
These four walls are not my friend.
ONCE A HOME, THIS IS NOW A PRISON.

Running in circles faster than the second hand.
Jumping out, but I never look where to land.

One step forward.
Then it's two steps back.
Feels like it's world war three,
but it's the world versus

Everything I thought this could be is falling apart, slowly but surely.
I fight my own battles, my own demons.
Don't try to help, cause my demons will bring you hell.
SMILE IF YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH.
LAUGH IF YOU CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE.

One step forward.
Then it's two steps back.
Feels like it's world war three,
but it's the world versus
One step forward.
Then it's two steps back.
Feels like it's world war three,
but it's the world versus me.



Credits
Writer(s): Byron Peck
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