He's placed

Our gain

Home based

So much for healing

Money's just too short

He'll cope

We'll strive

As long as he's eating

You'd never know he's hurt

There's cash to make

In suffering

So estimate

What we can take away

To profit from this ward of state

There's cash to make

In suffering

Let's fire some staff so he can have some time to think

We're profiting

There's room for rent

It's free for him

But makes us rich as s**t

These walls hold work for you

Profit

But not a home for me

Profit

And when I age out

Or am forced to leave

I'll never think about this place you said was meant for me