For eight long years I've called these walls my home My sanctuary A place for me to scream When times got hard.
I had all of you To lift me up To keep the PMA! I'll never forget that, I'll never forget you.
To all the friends along the way Who brightened every day, This ones for you, You pulled me through.
But somewhere in the last few years, Hardened hearts have tried To tear it all apart. So now I'm calling you out. I won't stand for this. This is war This is worth fighting for. We've got to learn To lean on each other For any hope Of a future. I need this place As much as you all do, And I wont sit by and watch it burn.
To all the friends along the way Who brightened every day, This ones for you, You pulled me through.