Count me in
Before you kick me out

We could argue 'till we're blue in my face
Adding assault to injury

Be gentle
It's my last time to shine
Else I fall victim to the fists of time

It seems our blood is worth no more than mud
But that's a blessing isn't it?
And of course I give into it

Home is where the heart aches
Home is where the love breaks
Home never happened to me

What you see
Is what you get
And I suggest
You get used to it

Because I will never
Make you proud
And that's something
I can live with

Things don't change
They stay the same
It's only the words that rearrange
I am the person I can't ignore
I am the person that I abhor

Fifteen years
Of endless fear
Of stolen youth
Of keeping clear
I am the person you can't ignore
I am the son you will never adore