they say that theres no place like home,
but i have never felt more terrified or alone.

if i could find a deserted island,
and bring my lover with me,
bathe in the ocean, and live off of
the fishes in the sea,
i would, leave this place for good,
if only i could.

i dont believe i would even
need the ciggarettes and coffee then.
but oh,where do i begin?
the madness never ends.

if only i could escape
the drugs,
the hate,
and all of the chaos that you create.

i never wanted this war that you started,
i just wanted to feel safe,
but that seems impossible in this god forsaken place,
ran by drugs, wannabe thugs, & toxic wastes of space.