I just want to know when I can board this train

The lack of change in landscape is greying out my brain

And I just want to know how much it costs to leave

A capitalist full-time job and still I have to grieve the space I was raised in

It's a borderline offence to keep me locked in

And I'm tired of all your bureaucratic nonsense

I'ma buy a ticket out here in the morning

What's the worst could happen? Maybe you'll deport me

Well, I guess you're making this decision easy

I just want to go home

I just want to know when I can hug my mum

My step-father is getting old and someone's bullying his son

And I can't help, not til he's six feet tall

And forests that I used to love will mutate into shopping malls

That I was raised in

It's a borderline, a fence to keep me locked in

And I'm tired of all your bureaucratic nonsense

I'ma buy a ticket out here in the morning

What's the worst could happen? Maybe you'll deport me

Well, I guess you're making this decision easy

I guess you're making this decision for me

And I just want to go home

And I just want to go home