It's been another year in this home I can't I can't I can't I can't forget All the things you said It's been another year in this home And I and I and I think I regret Not smashing my damn head Against a wall to end it all to end it all So tell me what is it you want? Is it the fame that you claim? Well you can have it all But i'm taxing souls Is it the feeling you get When you have nothing left When you absolutely never cared bout your faults Your guilt is melting like snow (So i just decided fuck it Im gonna sleep in a tent Im gonna do what i love for a living Which is playing music And if i just make a littel bit of money I'd rather do what i love with a passion and make a little money Then go back to contracting and be part of a society that doesnt even want me anymore Fuck society) It's been another year in this home I can't I can't I can't I can't forget All the things you said It's been another year in this home And I and I and I think I regret Not smashing my damn head Against a wall to end it all to end it all