Pen And Ink
Started as a baby Pisces
Supposed to be dead but I came out swimming
Momma didnt want me, tried an abortion
But I took the drugs and dealt with perversion
At 5 years old
Now tell me where the fuck is home?
Cause I cant take a bath when your grown hands are a roamin in my
Well
They say youll find a home
But I say
Fuck adoption
Shoulda been aborted
Take me back when I was 4
Watch my grandpa transported
Because he shot himself in the fucking mouth
Apparently right in front of me
And then DCFS checked me into therapy
Obscurity, horribly, remedy
Heres your pills, heres a paper kid
Write what ya feel
Yeah yeah
He said write what you feel
Yeah yeah
Another joke, another joke, tell us another joke
I smile and make you laugh even tho Im broke on the inside
Behind these tears of a clown
Behind these fears of a child
Behind the thoughts of being exiled
Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what you feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Flash forward to fifteen
Youre still in counseling, kid
Howre you feeling?
Why you so angry?
You want your parents D E A D
They love you
No bitch, They beat me
Anyways
Hows school, Friends your meeting?
No Im still crunching food in the bathroom cuz the teasing
Find myself ink dripping on a stall
Write what ya feel, kid
Write what ya feel
Another joke, another joke, tell us another joke
I smile and make you laugh even tho Im broke on the inside
Behind these tears of a clown
Behind these fears of a child
Behind the thoughts of being exiled
Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what you feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Now Im 30 years old
And lo n behold, my wings are ice cold
My friends were my only home
But I couldnt remold
The friendships, the stories we told
The lies between everybody
But Im the one that got bodied
Thrown away like I was the spare I guess
While I sit and eat my asparagus
And get on the treadmill because Im a fat mess
Always looking for replacements
Where is my therapist?
Tell me how you feel today, are you content?
No, but Ill update you on my content
Here, heres a pen
Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what you feel
Another joke, another joke
Tell us another joke
I smile and make you laugh even tho Im broke on the inside
Behind these tears of a clown
Behind these fears of a child
Behind the thoughts of being exiled
Write what ya feel kid. Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what ya feel kid. Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
What do you feel?
What do you feel?
Do you feel?
Supposed to be dead but I came out swimming
Momma didnt want me, tried an abortion
But I took the drugs and dealt with perversion
At 5 years old
Now tell me where the fuck is home?
Cause I cant take a bath when your grown hands are a roamin in my
Well
They say youll find a home
But I say
Fuck adoption
Shoulda been aborted
Take me back when I was 4
Watch my grandpa transported
Because he shot himself in the fucking mouth
Apparently right in front of me
And then DCFS checked me into therapy
Obscurity, horribly, remedy
Heres your pills, heres a paper kid
Write what ya feel
Yeah yeah
He said write what you feel
Yeah yeah
Another joke, another joke, tell us another joke
I smile and make you laugh even tho Im broke on the inside
Behind these tears of a clown
Behind these fears of a child
Behind the thoughts of being exiled
Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what you feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Flash forward to fifteen
Youre still in counseling, kid
Howre you feeling?
Why you so angry?
You want your parents D E A D
They love you
No bitch, They beat me
Anyways
Hows school, Friends your meeting?
No Im still crunching food in the bathroom cuz the teasing
Find myself ink dripping on a stall
Write what ya feel, kid
Write what ya feel
Another joke, another joke, tell us another joke
I smile and make you laugh even tho Im broke on the inside
Behind these tears of a clown
Behind these fears of a child
Behind the thoughts of being exiled
Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what you feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Now Im 30 years old
And lo n behold, my wings are ice cold
My friends were my only home
But I couldnt remold
The friendships, the stories we told
The lies between everybody
But Im the one that got bodied
Thrown away like I was the spare I guess
While I sit and eat my asparagus
And get on the treadmill because Im a fat mess
Always looking for replacements
Where is my therapist?
Tell me how you feel today, are you content?
No, but Ill update you on my content
Here, heres a pen
Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what you feel
Another joke, another joke
Tell us another joke
I smile and make you laugh even tho Im broke on the inside
Behind these tears of a clown
Behind these fears of a child
Behind the thoughts of being exiled
Write what ya feel kid. Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
Write what ya feel kid. Write what ya feel kid
Yeah yeah
What do you feel?
What do you feel?
Do you feel?
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