This is where I was born
Where I came to be raised
I can't escape it
This is how I was made

I'm praying for quiet
All the screaming needs to stop
But if that's also gone
Then what exactly have I got

So many variables
I can't begin to understand
I can't figure it out
I don't know where I stand

If a goes to b
And a also goes to c
Then how the hell
Do I ever get to me?
It's a long path to e
A road full of tragedy
Trying to get rid of the memory
Maybe I'll end on p