I came home from school to find mama crying in the kitchen
I tried to calm her down and ask her why the hells she tripping
My dad's passed out in their room with 2 bottles on the floor
I storm out the door, I don't wanna deal wit this anymore
Gotta get away from here, hustle everything to get some money
I'm desperate to get this torturous pain away from me
We look like a happy family just by the look of our picture
But you don't know what happens in this house, it's my only shelter
I can runaway, but I ain't got a choice but to go back
Little village, nowhere to go and my house is not a place to be at
We look happy till you hear the bottle crack, with tears flowing from me
It's a beautiful sight to see in the photo, except for the truth you lack to see
The Yukon River is full of tears that I shed in a week
I can't stand on my own two feet, GOD HELP ME, I feel so weak
I'm going blind from all the pain I feel everyday
Because of this, all my hopes and dreams are being washed away
I love my parents but I can't stand for this shit anymore
You can call this home, but I can't stay here anymore
I'm out the door
