I never my mom, once I was born she was dead She wanted me. At least that's what my dad said He said she was polluted, ignorant, And that was roughly the outline of he beat into my head I up in a house with more rooms than I could count No siblings, just strangers moving in and out My dad hated all our Had they on his prophets they'd be finished 'Cause getting his is what he was Ever his birth, he was a nuisance to humanity I he died instead of mom. Maybe then I'd love family But I'd at pops, concealing that feeling of, "I hate you." Each day wear the same three colors, with the same suit And mother would come to me when I would my eyes and sink To the thought of her beautiful voice, and the she'd sing 'Til I was sound asleep. Then I'd awake and she'd be My whole life, my soul her songs I the grass is always greener on the other side And intangible experience one leviathan the Koran to leprechauns Since when did America fall in between Lebanon and
x 2] Mamma was a lullaby, was a melting pot in my father's eyes, only 'cause it helps him rot Freedom through a sky, wounded by a culture shock Mamma was a lullaby, Daddy was a pot
His philosophy was to be up, you gotta push down was all I knew 'cause that was all I was around I found the flaws in his methods the cause in myself Father Only an uncle to every one else He taught me how to without looking in your eyes me a nine to five, made me ignore the lullabies A puddle of the tears shade me colorless And categorize me as a baby failing to realize how far his mother is Our relationship hovered with strength, even though invisible Hard to quit hearing her poetry. Piercing leak With the she hits I float, defying gravitation The only mom I have is in my imagination. So it
One day daddy's gonna die, on the gun he bought
And when that day comes I return to my mother And we'll walk hand in hand to heaven And when the part, I'll tell her that I love her And she'll with an open heart. No question Unless dad was right, and she was a monster her silhouette reflects the hell of his own childhood Maybe she's so insane, no one to help But if nothing on this earth could mend her spirit, I bet my smile could The volumes of her songs the older that I grew Daddy became my influence of attitude Now I'm robotically imperialistic, and careless of A trait inherited by my omnipotent ego His symbol's the eagle, but his child free You'll see no sign around my neck saying I'm to be me I'm not grown up, the concept of adulthood is He left on my back when my notebook was read I guess the is always greener on the other side And intangible experience structures one From the Koran to Since when did America fall in Lebanon and Ireland?
Daddy don't think that I