returning home i look forward to the thrill of another lecture or another pointless drill ascend the front steps dreading further war why the fuck is my key not fitting in the door i guess i m not wanted i wonder what i ll do i ve already been banned from my friends houses too i wonder what i did to make my mum so mad no perfect homelife but the only one i had oh my god mum changed the locks now i ve got my freedom but no place to go no prospects or money to go to a show i haven t got on well with my mum all year can t use the phone to call my friends for a beer