When everything goes wrong
and nothing seems ever right
i know i can always run back to you
in your arms i will ever be safe
there is so much stress all around
my boss screams at me all day long
the customers i serve all crib and whine
no one is ever satisfied
its a mad race to be on top
ace with pace , get medals and rewards
under so much stress i can never ever shine
i break under stress, i yearn to fast forward the time
i dream of you ever more
under your walls i feel safe
walking on your floor everything seems fine
the soft and sweet my comfy bed
always gives the chills, i am ever on cloud nine
can't wait for the clock to strike five
to pack my bag and leave this hell hole
to run to you , oh my SWEET HOME
