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Vagabond? You're going

down!! Do you know what

this is leading to?

Vagabond what is all this leading to

All this strange music coming from you

With yourself your future you might find

You have got everywhere to run to

But there is no place to hide

Vagabond you have hitched on this lane

You have slept on the Benches

You have slept in the drains

Vagabond where are you heading to

Your destination is the unseen way

You are going down

Shit hit the fan and off we ran

Yes he´s drunk again

Reddened from the cold

His arms exposed

Ranting about sin

We are boys

His little toys

Going to get whipped again

This is my House

As he charged the stairs

His eyes glared

Possessed with hell flowing through his veins

We blocked our room door

Made us a fort

Wondering why this happens again

But he´s our dad

He´s all we have

My father is so full of hate

So we fear our wrong

Wonder, how long will this be our fate

This is my house

That´s our man

He has the knack

To knock us around all year

It just lasts

The cuts and the glass

All the pain we take

For my sister it´s worse

He´s been such a curse

Ever since she´s been twelve

She has now run away

From all that pain

I know

Late at night she´s had to take it

This is my House

Copyright: Philip Seibel

Don't take me for soft!

This is my house.

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