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broken home


Even though I am grown 

The pain of coming from 

 a broken home 

 the love I was never shown 

Sleepwalking through 

 life just feeling numb 

The pain killers to kill the 

 pain no longer fun 

And ever since day  

 

one when I was young 

Yea when I was I young,  

always felt a part of me  

I had no more  

heart to see  

 im sorry ,  

only felt happy  

when I took excatasy 

Giving love tho whoever  

was standing next to me 

 Drowning all sorrows  

with whiskey bottles  

mixing uppers with downers, f 

or the pain that follows 

Hoping I don’t wake up 

to see tomorrorrow 

Broken Home it’s all ive know 

 it’s just how my life has always goin 

But never shown 

 keepin everyone from known 

Torn to pieces , 

I even tunrned to jesus, 

Even got some jesus pieces,  

blessed be thy name 

Must be insane 

 I always end up  

doing the same things 

Mistakes from the past, t 

his life of living fast, 

Don’t ask , why my  

soberity never lasts 

This is not a joke 

, reliazedc how broke-en 

 I really am 

I pray for peace, 

 I pray for change 

My entire life  

got  rearranged  

The look in in your eye  

even you think I’m strange 

Maybe I am I’m not ok, 

  is there another way 

My life of sin t 

his must be the conesequen--ces  

I have to pay 

Just wanna be happy 

, somehow, someway 

Right now I don’t 

 wanna l;ive to see another day 

When it comes to doing good  

why couldn’t I obey 

They call me a sinner  

my kids think I’m a saint 

 wish I was but I aint, I aint 

If they only knew the  

pain im going through 

Showing these emotions 

 is just something I cannot do 

With all the substances  I use  

Hella jealous of everyone else 

Look how happy they be 

why can’t I

feel that way myself

I don’t care about wealth 

 I no longer care about my health 

 

 

 

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