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letra de dear mr editor (my true confession) - scooby the gambler

part 1
dear mr. editor won’t you please print my story in your magazine
warn all the lovers how a cheating heart can only end up in misery
i was a lyin’, cheating fool
i treated her so cruel
i broke her heart and i made her cry
broke every rule and that’s my
(true confession)

only problem is thats not your only confession dad
let’s touch a subject thats gonna make alot of people mad
sorry to my immediate family for putting us on blast
but this has been ignored too long and its really sad
and im sorry it took so long to get this off my mind
was my dad a superhero nah the villain the wholе time
the taker of innocеnce the destroyer of young lives
the father of so many granddaddy of all lies
i wasn’t born lucky more like lucky to be born
product of a blackout vacation gone wrong
well thats what my dad told me at least
my dad was my best friend til he touched a kid between her knees
now he’s dead to me may he rest in peace
on his head stone here lies the beast
the son shall not suffer for the iniquity of his father
i may share the family name but i am not my father
part 2
dear mr editor make this the top story on the news
cause we got a s-x offender and he’s out here on the loose
call the special victims unit because we gonna need svu
and if you hear this song dad just know that we hunting you

first time you told your story n0body believed it true
tried to take it back cause of the damage it could do
to the family and you didn’t want them to blame it on you
you didn’t know the other victims same things he did to you
asking what did you to deserve this in your bed while you cry
losing faith everyday while you pray asking why
it wasn’t your hips it wasn’t your lips it wasn’t your eyes
it wasn’t your br–sts it wasn’t your legs it wasn’t your thighs
wasn’t your shape or .your face wasn’t the clothes you used to wear
it wasn’t cause you look nice when mommy did your hair
it wasn’t you at all…you were innocent
he just want to take something from you…your innocence
somehow i feel like it was my fault for not protecting you
like if something was wrong i guess i was expecting you
to tell me that somebody was hurting you
must have been tough not knowing what you was supposed to do
you was always smiling and laughing such a happy child
now sometimes you go mute why you so quiet now
did that bad man take all the joy out your world
dont trust men no more and want love from other girls
is this only a faze or is it really you
only time can tell whats really true
but him still out there lurking can only hold you back
and im hoping justice can help bring the old you back
hope it can rid the memories of you sitting on his lap
or getting woken out a nap
to see grandpa’s…yeah that part
every time i think about it breaks my heart
makes me wanna break his neck
always found it suspect how he spent his check
always broke on payday spent it all on toys
all of it for the girls and none for the boys

part 3
dear mr editor get chris hansen
theres another predator please catch him red handed
warn all the kids what gramps is planning
but if i catch him first imma k!ll him where he standing
he is a lyin molesting fool
he treated them so cruel
he touched their parts and made them cry
broke every rule and that’s why
i need a true confession

i gotta go to work and i can’t be late/
but i got the kids and they momma don’t get off til eight
i’ll just leave them with grandpa it will be all great
we thought they were in good hands too bad you ain’t allstate
everybody thinks that all you did was try to help
you saw defenseless children and couldn’t help yourself
i always say how i feel i always keep it real true
dad tell your side make sure you keep it real too
cause i kept it real this whole godd-mn song
if you do too this is where keeping it real goes wrong
i can’t say their names if i tried i would get choked up
if i was near you dad guaranteed you would get yoked up
choked out til you turned blue and purple then black out
repeat the process over and over every time you pass out
even though i don’t believe in it i hope you go to h-ll
im not sure if i want you to die or go to jail
actually i choose jail in the same cell as fleece johnson
i hope the soap is so slippery that you just keep dropping it
and you go to pick it up and throw your back out
now you stuck hunched over yeah with your ass out
close your eyes think about evil the deeds in your life
now you find out in lock up why booty is life
how the kid that you had on accident is the one that brings you down, hey
i always knew i would grow up to be your biggest mistake
oh you would have gotten away with it too
if you wasn’t for you diddling kids and a son named scooby doo

- scooby the gambler

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