Home Is Where the Hurt Is Lyrics


THE FIST IN THE FACE OF A 5 YEAR OLD BOY

IS STILL LIVING ON

IT CAN’T BE UNDONE

THE YEARS THAT WERE WASTED ARE SECOND TO NONE

THEY CAN’T COMPARE TO THE TEARS THAT I’VE TASTED

MY TRUST GOT SMALLER AND MY BALLS GREW LARGER

BUT THE LINES IN MY FACE KEEP GETTING HARDER

THIS IS A STUPID GAME!

PLAYING THIS SHIT IS JUST NOT WORTH IT

I CAN’T DO THIS THING ALONE

BECAUSE THE HURT IS AT HOME

I’M SO TIRED OF IGNORANT LIES,

STUPID QUESTIONS AND GOD’S MERCENARIES

WHERE IS MY FAMILY?!

THE BITCH IS AT HOME

‘CAUSE THAT’S WHERE THE HURT IS

SOS! SOS!

WE NEED SOME RESCUE HERE!

BUT DADDY’S NO LIFEGUARD, PARAMEDIC OR POLICE

THE LAST THING EXPECTED WAS TO BE NEGLECTED

IGNORED AND REJECTED BY FAMILY

PAST BECAME PRESENT AND TRUTH TURNED TO LIES

LEAVING ME WITH THIS TORN LOOK IN MY EYES

THE YEARS THAT WERE WASTED ARE AS BLACK AS THE NIGHT

BUT THEY CAN’T COMPARE TO THE TEARS THAT I STILL HIDE