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I Didn't Ask To Be Born
Mother fucks with my head,
There's nothing I can do,
It's something she's an expert at,
Won't hesitate with you.
She makes me think it's me,
Acts like I'm a little shit,
Always thinking for myself,
So that deserves a hit.
It's okay though,
Because "my mummy's strong",
She'll sort out all my "problems",
Though to me they'll always belong.
Screaming loudly in my drunken state,
She'd just sigh and shut the door,
"I'LL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH!"
I'll live with that forevermore.
Daddy wasn't there,
I tried and tried and tried,
He just stopped calling back,
So I cried and cried and cried.
My friends have all bailed out,
They left me here alone,
I pushed them all away,
Too scared to pick up the phone.
I know it's my fault,
My thought process is torn,
Though people keep forgetting,
I didn't ask to be born.
There's nothing I can do,
It's something she's an expert at,
Won't hesitate with you.
She makes me think it's me,
Acts like I'm a little shit,
Always thinking for myself,
So that deserves a hit.
It's okay though,
Because "my mummy's strong",
She'll sort out all my "problems",
Though to me they'll always belong.
Screaming loudly in my drunken state,
She'd just sigh and shut the door,
"I'LL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH!"
I'll live with that forevermore.
Daddy wasn't there,
I tried and tried and tried,
He just stopped calling back,
So I cried and cried and cried.
My friends have all bailed out,
They left me here alone,
I pushed them all away,
Too scared to pick up the phone.
I know it's my fault,
My thought process is torn,
Though people keep forgetting,
I didn't ask to be born.
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