Smell the ramen cooking in my dorm room microwave
Nothing like those mashed potatoes and gravy my mom makes
Don’t you know things are better back home
I wish everything was as simple as that meal
But family is not, and I know just how that pain can feel
Oh I wish, I wish things would be better back home
I’ve seen heaven and hell living under our same roof
Taking opposite corners of the ring in the living room
It’s a fight to the death between those two
But I know things will be better back home
Hear mom and dad fighting in the laundry room
It’s sad because nothing gets any better anytime soon
How do you know if things will be better back home
Dad packed up and left home for good today
When we came home from school there was only mom left to say
Kids I’m sorry things aren’t better back home
Heaven may look like he’s dead right now
Lying bloody and bruised, motionless on the ground
But watch him rise to stand and fight
He’ll swing hard and fast with all his might
Cause’ I still know what lies ahead
Cause heaven won’t quit until hell is dead
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