I'll Make It Home - —from vietgone

>> Created by hate signs not high-fives. >> They dislike us. >> This is where we'll build a new life. >> They despise us. >> A new home grown in an army base >> In a country not known for love a peeps with the yellow face. >> A place where our kids will grow to think of us with disgrace. >> After all the years I fought, it was all just a waste. >>Now the, pain in my brain it be keeping me up all night. >> Dreaming 'bout my family worried if they're all alright. >> Ridin' in a life full of could-have-been. >> Tryin' to be more than second-class citizens. >> What's comin' next is all feeling grim. >> Stare at all the sh*t we in. >> Where the hell am I goin'? >> I don't know but I'm knowin'. >> However impossible this is. >> I'll make it back to my— >> Where the hell am I goin'? I don't know, but I'm knowin'. However impossible this is— I'll make this place my new homeland. I'll make it home. Where the hell am I goin'? I don't know, but I'm knowin'. However impossible this is— I'll make this place my new homeland. I'll make it home.