Rough life meets rough times I've never had a place that was mine take me home to a place I've never been You gave me a feeling of home and now I want that on my own My mind needs peace I need to try once I wanted to die now to know it's only fun I live my life on the run but I want to stop to be myself forget the rest they can go to hell they never wanted me anyway I'm not clay they can't mold the have sacrificed a gift for something to be sold