[Mixed you mean what was my childhood like? What difference does make? Yo, my childhood was messed up, so Everybody's childhood was up. This is the 90's, find me one who had it right. What's got to do with me rhyming? left?
Now when my mother died I had to it in stride There no room for pride in watching your father cry And dad made it until a year later When found his suicide inside of a grain elevator Got over it, I had no other offers or Thought about whether or not mom and pop was bothered with caution, no time for fear Saw my folks carry fear for most my years And I from it, turned numb and ignored the storm A sun waiting for the world to plummet Finished growing up under my uncle's He taught me how to all the way up to 100 proof From him I learned how to gather nourishment Living off the different women that he had to him And on the surface I a normal pre-teen afraid of nuclear war than snake bites and bee stings My best was my TV shows and cartoons substituted for puppies, rainbows, and balloons Now here I am, the shy type, and I I'm doing alright Considering it was like living my life
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It's nothing but all sunshine It's but sunshine
Now it's been 17 summers since seen my mother But night I see her smile inside my dreams When I was younger I didn't see the accident happen But every night I see her as it shatters against the screams I can only Dad's internal reaction Strain, burning, bound in his brain it take to make a man who owns acres of land Abandon the family plan and drown in his grains I'm glad I that farm in Northern Minnesota the time moves slower and the winters are colder Became a city boy, everybody acts like they older Where they stick to themselves and keep a chip on shoulder 26 years of age, no full of rage I think it's safe to say I've turned a page on my childhood "Ay yo look Ma, I'm a member of society When I'm drunk I make noise, but I live quietly" And on the weekend I go back up to reminisce Remember what it was pretending to be a kid Late at night I walked the and lurk in the shadows Getting with life by murdering cattle
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It's all It's but sunshine It's all
(And I'm be alright, and you gonna be alright, You ain't gotta hold my hand, just walk me tonight)
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(What it is, it ain't, and what it it is, is a of a Virgo)