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Now when my died I had to take it in stride There ain't no for pride in watching your father cry And dad made it until a year later When they found his suicide inside of a elevator Got over it, I had no offers or options Thought about whether or not mom and pop was Never bothered with caution, no for fear Saw my folks carry fear for my early years And I learned from it, turned numb and the storm A burning sun waiting for the to plummet Finished growing up under my uncle's He me how to count all the way up to 100 proof watching him I learned how to gather nourishment Living off the different women he had to nurture him And on the surface I became a normal More afraid of war than snake bites and bee stings My friend was my TV Game shows and cartoons substituted for puppies, rainbows, and Now here I am, the shy type, and I think I'm alright Considering what it was like living my
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Now it's been 17 since I've seen my mother But night I see her smile inside my dreams When I was younger I didn't actually see the happen But night I see her smile as it shatters against the screams I can only imagine Dad's internal Strain, inferno burning, bound in his What's it to make a man who owns acres of land Abandon the family and drown himself in his grains I'm I left that farm in Northern Minnesota Where the time moves slower and the are colder Became a city boy, where everybody acts like they they stick to themselves and keep a chip on they shoulder 26 years of age, no longer of rage I think it's safe to say I've turned a page on my childhood "Ay yo Ma, I'm a productive member of society When I'm drunk I make noise, but I live quietly" And on the I go back up north to reminisce Remember what it was pretending to be a kid Late at night I walked the fields and lurk in the Getting with life by murdering cattle
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(And I'm be alright, and you gonna be alright, You ain't gotta hold my hand, walk with me tonight)
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