Home, Sweet Home
I look in that mirror everyday
and force myself to say:
"I'm happy and I'm fine,"
like my home's not the scene of a crime.
The constant yelling, never-ending fears,
empty bottles - the cause...
and force myself to say:
"I'm happy and I'm fine,"
like my home's not the scene of a crime.
The constant yelling, never-ending fears,
empty bottles - the cause...