Broken Home

He had put two bullets up on the mantle piece
In the apartment, and that
So every time she walked by, she saw those
You know? And he did say to her
If you leave, I will kill you
I live in a house of madness
The home is broken, no one's happy, only broken down cuz
The only time they interact is when they throw shit at us
And when it hit me, it hurts
But they keep on going at it
So I'd go steal shit from a church
And fill these holes with habits
Go to grandpa, "teach me about the Lord"
He'd pull my pants off and beat me with my own toys
I'd cry to mama but I'm sure she's still upset
From when her husband slammed her noggin
All up on the floor
I swear to God even though they told me not to
I'd spread the gospel but my symphony's more Nosferatu
The rogue apostle
Blind folded but you forgot the ears
I seen so much blood and sweat shed that I forgot the tears
I'd tell my teachers but I don't want to be a snitch
My family always taught me how NOT to be a bitch
Swallow me and switch
If life's a bitch I'm hitting it hard as hell
Money shot
Someday my money's got to start to swell
I can tell
This broken home
Got me trapped in my fantasies
Wrapped around all my tragedy
How can we be okay when nothing's okay?
(Nothing's okay!)
It's this broken home
Got me trapped in my fantasies
Wrapped around all my tragedy
How can we be okay when nothing's okay?
(Nothing's okay!)
I'll be a good boy
I'll get good grades
Only if you don't do drugs for a good day
But we don't see that happening, do we?
Cuz happy endings only ever happen in movies
This ain't a fairy tale
Many people know my story very well
I'm just telling stories most are way too scared to tell
Cuz it hits too close to home
Take away the pain and then you take away basically
Everything I've ever known
How could you do that to me?
People look at me and think
"Who's that? Money"
I look at haters like you took that from me
Make the hood act funny
Teacher's gawking like
"He's good at something?"
But before now, I had no ends
I had no friends
If I'da had glasses, they'd have had no lens
I had no sense
Just bad examples
I spent too long watching fruit loops
Act like they the baddest apples
But they don't know
This broken home
Got me trapped in my fantasies
Wrapped around all my tragedy
How can we be okay when nothing's okay?
(Nothing's okay!)
It's this broken home
Got me trapped in my fantasies
Wrapped around all my tragedy
How can we be okay when nothing's okay?
(Nothing's okay!)
This broken home
Got me trapped in my fantasies
Wrapped around all my tragedy
How can we be okay when nothing's okay?
(Nothing's Okay!)
It's this broken home
Got me trapped in my fantasies
Wrapped around all my tragedy
How can we be okay when nothing's okay?
(Nothing's okay!)



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Writer(s): Statik Jensen
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