Let's go!
Hurry up!
Grab all your stuff!
Is time to move!
Say bye to all
You once loved
One day, one life
One night, one death
Live, that's what it takes
Your life is a show
Mass media production
We are not in a mental disposition
To believe that Santa Claus
Will bring me home in Navidad
So I could hug my son
One more time
To cheers with family
To laught until cry
As a refugee in America
All I miss is ordinary life
To have a routine
See everyday things
The way it used to be
Now I have to survive
No matter what
So I can come back
To my old home and house
Why am I so sad?
If now I have the biggest
Bank account
I have ever had
Cause I miss my old life
I can't settle down now?
Enought of that!
Stand up and fight back
I am no victim of life
Warrior of light is who I am
That's why I always realize
That home is not a place
But a feeling,
A haste
To the place of belonging
With one most precious self
Yourself.
Be kind,
Treat yourself gently
Cause home went no where
It keeps itself there, babe.
Your heart is safe again
keep it that way
Love yourself, okay?


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