Tattoo
You're asking, "What happened"
"To the good Christian kid I raised?"
Often stylized as a wild child
What's wrong with questioning faith?
Blow out the candles on my eighteenth birthday
Now that I'm gone, you're still holding on
Blowing smoke in my face
I got a tattoo 'cause I knew that you'd hate it
I paint my nails every weekend, you visit
You must get tired judging every decision
I cut my hair 'cause I wanted it shorter
I moved out here to get over the border
I clench my teeth and try to act tough
But I'll never be good enough
I'm a skeptic hectic burned-out loser
You're a cryptic hypocrite emotional abuser
And I'm finally waking up from my nightmare
It was lucid and you were translucent
I got a tattoo 'cause I knew that you'd hate it
I paint my nails every weekend, you visit
You must get tired judging every decision
I cut my hair 'cause I wanted it shorter
I moved out here to get over the border
I clench my teeth and try to act tough
But I'll never be good enough
I got a tattoo 'cause I knew that you'd hate it
I paint my nails every weekend, you visit
You must get tired judging every decision
I cut my hair 'cause I wanted it shorter
I moved out here to get over the border
I clench my teeth and try to act tough
But I'll never be good enough
"To the good Christian kid I raised?"
Often stylized as a wild child
What's wrong with questioning faith?
Blow out the candles on my eighteenth birthday
Now that I'm gone, you're still holding on
Blowing smoke in my face
I got a tattoo 'cause I knew that you'd hate it
I paint my nails every weekend, you visit
You must get tired judging every decision
I cut my hair 'cause I wanted it shorter
I moved out here to get over the border
I clench my teeth and try to act tough
But I'll never be good enough
I'm a skeptic hectic burned-out loser
You're a cryptic hypocrite emotional abuser
And I'm finally waking up from my nightmare
It was lucid and you were translucent
I got a tattoo 'cause I knew that you'd hate it
I paint my nails every weekend, you visit
You must get tired judging every decision
I cut my hair 'cause I wanted it shorter
I moved out here to get over the border
I clench my teeth and try to act tough
But I'll never be good enough
I got a tattoo 'cause I knew that you'd hate it
I paint my nails every weekend, you visit
You must get tired judging every decision
I cut my hair 'cause I wanted it shorter
I moved out here to get over the border
I clench my teeth and try to act tough
But I'll never be good enough
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Writer(s): Micah Glen Donald Humphries, Noah Michael David Humphries
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