Miguelito
It starts in black
Pan the cam a bit back
Blinding light
A child is born to this world
With a fight
Miguelito
Ojos claro y mulatico
Convulsing siezures
Cause his mother is hooked on perico
Awarded this fate
To be a ward of the state
Group homes and police
Could never replace all the hate
Childhood is a dream
In this nightmare
Moms crying again
Can't find a man that'll care
October 27th, 2005
Was the last day that he felt alive
Those times when the sun still shone
Roses would grow
He didn't care if his daddy was gone
No time for the phone
Going to shows, powdered his nose
Smoking bones on the low
211s funding the freak show
Just a wayward teen
Very little means
So his dreams were
Clouded by schemes
Really just lost in a scene
It's was the music
Belonging with friends
The only thing to keep my dog
From ripping his hair at its ends
Looking back it all seems like a front
Playing shows and getting drunk
Abusing substance every
First of the month
So that was his plot
Falling into this lot
Homie or opp?
It's hard to tell when you're under the rock
Dime nickel, nickel and dime
He lost his mind
Counting the leeches
He would wine and dine
Friends turn to foes
Hoe suck for blow
Bloody knucks
From punching walls
Over dirty sluts
But Miguelito was strong
Keep pushing on
Before long he found a girl
He was proud with on his arm
Feels like so long since he was blessed by a smile
Heart broken in two
Mended by this woman he admired
New job, new clothes, no drugs
Or gold
Swept under rugs we hold
To guard our souls from this world
Getting sober
Cycles appear like they're over
This girl is loyal
Buy the seeds only as good as the soil
Another relapse
Bags that she packed
Tried to block the door
She struggles so faces get smacked
It's worse than before
She's screaming "no more"
Barley grabbed the phone
Before getting choked by the cord
Battery was the charge
Light considering the thought
His ex would be forever scarred
After her abuser was caught
Now he's drifting
Silhouettes with the faces missing
Clouded by visions
Of the women who left him
Friends have abandoned
Feeling helpless and stranded
Turning to methods
Inside of a psyche that's branded
Madness dwelling in these patterns
It's was a Sunday when he took his life
No gun, so a knife was the bullet that he chose to bite
And there he lay
Blood staining the alleyway
Give it a day
And the memory fades away
Pan the cam a bit back
Blinding light
A child is born to this world
With a fight
Miguelito
Ojos claro y mulatico
Convulsing siezures
Cause his mother is hooked on perico
Awarded this fate
To be a ward of the state
Group homes and police
Could never replace all the hate
Childhood is a dream
In this nightmare
Moms crying again
Can't find a man that'll care
October 27th, 2005
Was the last day that he felt alive
Those times when the sun still shone
Roses would grow
He didn't care if his daddy was gone
No time for the phone
Going to shows, powdered his nose
Smoking bones on the low
211s funding the freak show
Just a wayward teen
Very little means
So his dreams were
Clouded by schemes
Really just lost in a scene
It's was the music
Belonging with friends
The only thing to keep my dog
From ripping his hair at its ends
Looking back it all seems like a front
Playing shows and getting drunk
Abusing substance every
First of the month
So that was his plot
Falling into this lot
Homie or opp?
It's hard to tell when you're under the rock
Dime nickel, nickel and dime
He lost his mind
Counting the leeches
He would wine and dine
Friends turn to foes
Hoe suck for blow
Bloody knucks
From punching walls
Over dirty sluts
But Miguelito was strong
Keep pushing on
Before long he found a girl
He was proud with on his arm
Feels like so long since he was blessed by a smile
Heart broken in two
Mended by this woman he admired
New job, new clothes, no drugs
Or gold
Swept under rugs we hold
To guard our souls from this world
Getting sober
Cycles appear like they're over
This girl is loyal
Buy the seeds only as good as the soil
Another relapse
Bags that she packed
Tried to block the door
She struggles so faces get smacked
It's worse than before
She's screaming "no more"
Barley grabbed the phone
Before getting choked by the cord
Battery was the charge
Light considering the thought
His ex would be forever scarred
After her abuser was caught
Now he's drifting
Silhouettes with the faces missing
Clouded by visions
Of the women who left him
Friends have abandoned
Feeling helpless and stranded
Turning to methods
Inside of a psyche that's branded
Madness dwelling in these patterns
It's was a Sunday when he took his life
No gun, so a knife was the bullet that he chose to bite
And there he lay
Blood staining the alleyway
Give it a day
And the memory fades away
Credits
Writer(s): Zack Ganuza
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