But this place is all I know.
It's where I call a home
The choas never stops
My stomach's stays in knots
But now I am use to it..
I don't whine I don't throw a fit
Cuz Even though happiness I have not found
Being programmed is a solid ground.
So home I am letting you go
My memories belong to hyms and sounds
I'm ready to drop what I know
Doing nothing but holding me down
