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MY WHOLE LIFE IN A NUTSHELL
- I grew up in Tokyo, my mama died
- My daddy went to jail and did suicide
- My sister went 6 feet deep
- Got her head cut off by somebody named Steve
- I don't know any relatives
- Broken, my POV is negative, people calling me sensitive
- Calling me irrelevant, everybody's competitive
- All I see is skeletons, still developing
- All my friends were pretend
- And inside they wanted me dead
- These bitches got rumors widespread
- That's why I hate my school and why I say threats
- Gettin' into detention, this is my life
- Broken down so many times
- I was loved by my family till my sister died
- And my dad went insane and killed my mother/wife
- Oh, shots fired, beer bottles broken
- Glass stuck in her head, damn, she was golden
- I don't even want my rollie
- I just want my mama, she was holy
- Now I'm sittin' here, melancholy
- And I swear, I'm dying slowly
- Oh, I'm so damn lonely
- All these hoes so nosy
- Oh, tryna steal my trophy
- Tryna get cozy, thinking of my mom and my homie
- When my friends die, bitches know me
- Just show me, show me
- Broken hearted, bitch you owe me
- Hel is below me
- Red eyes like pepperoni
- Looking in the mirror, idiots slow me
- Bunch of assholes, need some lunch
- Ima land a punch
- Munch munch, crunch crunch
- Wearin' grunge grunge
- Ooh, ooh, goth
- Bitches got blood clots
- Fixing it all, got a blood cloth
- Need my mom back, when my dad and my mom fought
- My daddy would boycott
- And then they'd say they forgot
- It would happen again and my daddy would pull out a glock
- And threaten to fire 2 shots
- I'd run to my room and lock the door a lot
- I'd open the window as I was taught
- My daddy had issues and the worser it got
- The worser his mental health became, I had these bad thoughts
- Worried bout my mom mom
- Broken hearted, wanted to plant a bomb
- I wanted to kill my dad but I had to stay calm
- I tried to fix it all, my palm was sweaty
- And I had a few pennies
- And I felt so empty
- I felt like my dad was deadly
- I should've trusted my gut already
- And my dad used to be so friendly
- Now he's dead, he was so messy
- His head was all over the place, blood everywhere like confetti
- He had a machete
- I was scared, super scared, scarred and broken, leading to no where
- Following the light, leading me out of this depression cave
- Ooh, tried to behave
- Had to cook my own shit in the microwave
- Had to learn to walk by myself, when somebody fucked up, I haven't forgave
- 'em, cuz I swear this is a shock wave
- Had to learn to cook and shave
- Had to learn to get dressed and have time saved
- Had to learn to shower do my hair and my momma was in her grave
- And I was brave but I tried to move on
- I thought about my mom all day long
- My guts were right and I was wrong
- Now I'm broken and I shoulda listened to my guts all along
- And now I'm singing this song
- Broken hearted, I still stay strong
- But where do I belong?
- Then my dad died in jail and I was on the streets
- Raised up enough money to get something to eat
- One day a fucking week
- Where would I sleep?
- On the cold floor, I'd cry and scream
- I found somebody who cared for me
- He treated me well and was always there for me
- I'd get bullied behind the scenes
- Nobody would believe me
- Everybody thought the bullies were so sweet
- And I was an attention seeker who wanted attention to seek
- I wasn't lying though, as you can see
- And nobody wanted to be me
- And he gave me a bed and I didn't have to sleep on concrete
- I wouldn't get beaten and I'd have more than wheat
- I'd have everything I would need
- And I felt elite
- And I had bed sheets
- I had things to eat
- I had socks and shoes for my feet
- Shirts and a room and heat
- I would have new clothes and meat
- I'd have a real person who made my life complete
- Met a girl who'd then be my wife
- I was suicidal and wanted to commit suicide
- She had to hide
- All the fucking knives
- I'd try to drink bleach and take my life
- Tried to hang myself every time
- I'd fail but never give up cuz I wasn't fine
- Acting alright, fake smile, oh, I wanted to die
- My mom was in my mind
- All fucking day I'd cry
- My then wife would hold me tight
- I'd try and try
- To fucking die
- I loved reading creepy things, it would keep me alive
- It kept me satisfied
- To my surprise, I realized
- That I really like
- These stories, am I right?
- So I said, "I might write one that's mine"
- But I decided not to until I was older and not nine
- I still haven't smiled wide
- My then wife was my guide
- I would put my depression aside
- But it would always come back to bite
- And I took my then wife's advice
- I cut off the fakies and put them behind
- My then wife was always by my side
- We was young, trying to survive
- God was there for me and we had a wild ride
- Soon my then wife was my sunshine
- I felt good, felt like I was in paradise
- I'd never let her go nor say goodbye
- I'd always apologize
- I wanted to do homicide
- Cuz everybody lied
- I knew this was my demise
- I felt paralyzed
- Had no valentine
- But I got one which was my then wife
- I'm still in the same place I used to reside
- My feelings I tried to hide
- All these fakies are parasites
- I'm strong like a samurai
- The fakies did genocide
- I got married, with a baby on the way
- Felt good every single day
- Made a few friends on the way
- Ready to become a father hey hey
- Gonna be a good dad to my kid
- And ain't listen to the fakies bullshit
- I felt good, them fakies died quick
- I love my family, my friends, and my wife, my kid, and everybody who's nice
- I felt good, I loved my life
- Feeling good every day every night
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