Wash away the mud and blood,

wash away the sin,

hide away this face we wear,

so they will let us in,

how time can change what we are,

but home is always home,

and we become ourselves again,

the one selves they’ve only known,

so put away the knife,

put away the axe,

put away the Halloween mask,

put away your lies,

 for our true selves,

the ones we hide,

the one we suffocate inside,

they run free,

they come out,

they are we,

and we are me,

but only when we’re home.