Bojack Horseman

Tell me that I'm good just misunderstood
Brought up in the hood
Up to no good with them hood niggas
Loved me more than my father
Mother fucker left my mother before I knew how to speak
Started a family in a different city
With some different lady
Had some kid that's where he threw his money
Never got any never wanted any
Never wanted sympathy just wanted loving
But never got any damn
I'm just a broken man with rough cards in my hand
Broken down home left all alone so I take hits of blow
To make me cope to make me cope
Damn to make me to make me yeah
No love has been shown heart is made of stone
Voice is monotone its too late for me
It's too late for that sympathy I use drugs to feel something
But ended up feeling nothing



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Writer(s): Ray Herrera
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