It was the cash out
I was a renegade
I was self-made
on a tirade.
but it was not today!
the walls burned down
in the home we made.
It's now a fixture
of the future
The wound that never heals.
Where did we compromise?
Why is there motion?
what is this ocean?
There's a solution!
Remove illusion!
Let the walls burn down!
in the home We Made!