this is the home that i built
my blood is in the wood
it lives with my past inside
but its falling apart with the times gone
the windows are fogging with age
my eyes-they close as i die
the door is locked, its condemned
myself-i let no one in

no one has tried to tend in the past
the tennants they are long gone
it has only one left and its up
to them to build or destroy
its up to you
idol symbols they wont help
im past the point
of trying to keep myself strong
the air is stale and cold
no life will dare come near
the ghosts are tired and old
and fed by hatred and fear

foundations crumble with time
everything goes to the ground
it lives for reasond unknown
they care just cause im here
they come and leave just like they say
just like-they really dont care
the third floor is almost done
adulthood-unfinished like me

no one has tried to tend in the past
the tenants are long gone
it has only one left and its up
to them to build or destroy
its up to you
idol symbols they wont help
im past the point
of trying to keep myself strong
the air is stale and cold
no life will dare come near
the ghosts are tired and old
and fed by hatred and fear

bleed me-let me die
build me-if you plan to stay
keep me-i just might be ok
its only been seventeen year
bleed me-let me die
build me-if you plan to stay
keep me-it might be ok
its already been too many years