My Home کے بول

To live at this place you must be abnormal It's land of pathetic fools There's lots of mystics and pathetic clowns My home has no stable rules Dirty kids are playing with bottles From their old man's cheapest booze They must drink with him when he wants it When they don't then all hell breaks loose That's my home, that's my world Stink and trash, bitter taste I'm a victim of the gang rape They chased my mother, she couldn't flee Can you tell me why I was born? What is the aim of my life? She could abort me but she was afraid My future would never count Just to give birth is no big deal That's what they once did to me This house is a boat full of suffering Drifting in the sullen sea