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Another departure from an institution
A rehabilitation center I have the impression
I have always been a patient to be cared for
The small unmade bed, the bedside table, I went too far
Back home
Alone, if alone I'm cold I'm afraid
Like I I have a hard time passing the hours
Accept or go crazy
Break everything but I have done so much harm
To Him who had planted a tree in the entrance despite © all
Back home How long time is
I see my inglorious figure again drunk on the sidewalks
Alcoholic or drug addict there is someone laughing in my broken brain
And I pray, peace is priceless, how gray the sky is, how gray the weather
Back home in the taxi where you smile
Back home house...
What more can I say, an illness, a manufacturing defect, what's the point
I am assured that there is still hope, I want to believe in it so badly, I want to so believe in it
But my soul is so black, but my soul is so black
Back home, back home