He Was Only Sixteen
The day that he met you
He tried to forget
What you took from him
His whole life he'd regret
He trembled around his loved ones
Couldn't know
Would they look at him like a sick circus show
Would they laugh like the one who bestowed his pain
The devil would surely and poisoned his brain
The gun from his father they'd never seen
Poor mama, your boy lost his life at sixteen
He tried to forget
What you took from him
His whole life he'd regret
He trembled around his loved ones
Couldn't know
Would they look at him like a sick circus show
Would they laugh like the one who bestowed his pain
The devil would surely and poisoned his brain
The gun from his father they'd never seen
Poor mama, your boy lost his life at sixteen
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Writer(s): Keanan Oviedo
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