Four walls, a ceiling, a floor you see
It’s not always a home to me
Only a place to be out of the cold
Sucks all the energy, can make you feel old
Basic standards hardly met
This seems to be my only regret
No one seems to understand
Basic rights I will demand
Safe housing without a doubt
If you cannot provide, time to get out
Life, you see, is not a game
The way you treat people is a crying shame
A bandage will not due
To solve the problem, it’s up to you
Words you see, are not enough
Without dignity, life can be rough
