Save me.

i am not going back.
to the place you so called home.
where theres people always yelling,
and the food was always cold.

im not going back.
to that place upon the streets.
where the rats would go crawling,
and theyd touch upon my feet.

no im not going back.
to that dirty little alley.
with the small little children,
who have no where to go.
they have no home.
they're not going back.

we are not going back.
to the place we so called home.
where the war never ended,
and the bruises never healed.

no we're not going back.
to that corner where we'd stand.
and they'd beat us til we'd bleed.
then they'd hit us in the head.

no were not going back to this thing we like to call, 
yes, the home of the devil:
 
But, you can't save us all.