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letra de untitled - sergio tachini

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i walk in to my bedroom
just to see my mother with a
blank look on her face

for some reason what i had to see
was just so hard to erase
i was so confused
until she pulled the blankets off my bed
and all i could see was
an autumn red stain that had spread
how the f-ck was i gonna tell my mother
about the nights that i bled
i just looked at her and knew
i had to lie instead

even if it filled me with
a mount full of guilt and dread
could you imagine my mothers face
if i told her i’d rather be dead

why the f-ck should my parents
have to put up with the pain that i made
for my sеlf
something i will suffer with
therе’s no reason to save

i don’t want my parents
to look at me a certain way
so i knew it was just easier
for us to go our seperate ways

how the f-ck was i gonna tell my mother
about the tears that i shed
you can hear it in my music
i write it in these lyrics i bled
you think this pen was full of ink
it was full of blood that i bled
these stories are full of it
you can hear it inside my head

the stench of the blood
brought back memories in my head
man at this point
i could just end it all with a gun to my head

i’m sorry to my mother is exactly what i said
it must have been something
that i had spilled in my bed

- sergio tachini

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