this isn't my home, it's a temporary hell
but I won't stand here and say, "Oh well"
I'm sick of this life, I'm sick of this pain
I'm tired of living, I'm mentally drained
I've fought and failed, put behind mental bars
like some sort of prison, from which I got scars
more than one per battle as I tried to fight
the monster inside without the gift of light
destroying the outside to reach the monster within
but bleeding out won't help you win
I'm here for you friend I won't leave you alone
we'll fight this together to make this a home.