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locked in a battle
a house
with the man
the man that raised me
im not normal
its all on me
im the joke
the owl of the night
im the hope
the hope that he did something right

once in a lifetime
things might seem right
but somethings
gone wrong
peace in the house of anger
seems so wrong
and gone
cause its all so right
cause its all going to explode this time.

i want peace in a house of anger
that shows no face
i want love from a heart of angst
that shows so much pain
i want pride from eyes
that bear so much shame
im in a place where
yelling for a miracle
at the sound of thunder.
is just as hard as
asking for a hand
from my father.