15

15

 

 

15 years old man what to do

No place to call home,me and daddy through

The minute you picked that alcoholic thing over me

Was the minute your boy became a man,got my wings and i was free

See what you dont realise is since the shit began

You was the boy and i was the man

I was 15,grew up with screams,schemes never dreams

Just nightmares,nobody gives a fuck nobody cares

That i was living rough no food or water

No way it would happen to your fucking precious daughters

I begged you ‘leave her dad please,and what did i receive?

She stayed where she was,i was living under trees

That’s fucked up i’m your fucking son

But somehow this dirty fucking scumbag she played the game and won

 

I WAS 15, 15 YEARS OLD

I HAD NO XBOX OR PLAYSTATION

JUST WIND RAIN AND COLD

BROKEN FAMILY,CONSTANT FEARS

EMOTIONAL SCARS AND TATTOOED TEARS

I WAS … 15……. (x5)

I WAS … 15……. (x5)

 

 

Started hanging with the bigger boys introduced to selling illegal things

Running around not giving a fuck about the risks and all that this could bring

Remember seeing a friend of mine

Taken for his life of crime

Thinking he was top,7 bullets in the chest

His body left to rot

My friend lost his life over a fucking lousy 20 spot

He got caught by a snake

When he realised the deal was fake …..too late

Biggest mistake he ever made

No chance to pass his grades

Cornered by about 3 or 4

Took 7 to the chest and fell to the floor

No more…….

 

HE WAS 15,15 YEARS OF AGE

MADE ME LOSE MY MIND MADE ME SMOKE THE HAZE

HEAD WAS HANGING DOWN IN A CONSTANT DAZE

16 YEARS ON STILL THE SAME STILL GRIEVING

EVERYDAY I THINK OF HIM AND WISH THAT HE WAS BREATHING

HE WAS…..15…….(x5)

HE WAS…..15…….(x5)

 

Written by David Smith 2017