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letra de 2013 - sickly sid

[hook]
i been hearing you
is you hearing me?
haven’t heard enough for me
to forget the year 2013

[verse 1]
little blonde boy born to a tri-family
grown up for my world view to be a ghost town patently
fallen trees with no leaves left on the branches
play outside for 10 minutes, leave with instant scratches
had a sister, she left a couple years ago, i miss her
had a mother with a job, barely saw her, wouldn’t have wished her
had a father losing battles with the druggy blisters
always homе but i never saw him eithеr
a darkened drifter, always walking all alone
“i’m going to get some milk”, the familiar postpone
my father figure growing up was my father’s mom
she was into way more sh-t but was better at keeping calm
extended family full of dropouts and druggies
would rather call their parents cop-outs instead of having studies
grew up in a world full of only bad models
that’s why my kid times can’t have rose-tinted goggles
i had to break the cycle cuz that sh-t was repeating
i taught my older cousin how to read when he was weeping
got out of that dead town for a brighter future
left no friends behind cuz my social sk!lls weren’t super
cartoons and comics saved my life from being dull
hearing my sister struggle was the first time i began to mull
thrown out the house cuz she’s caught smoking weed
even though her wrists are clearly starting to bleed
in 2012, i met mr. pink and our captain
the first friends of mine who really got my head in action
as for 2013, i can’t repeat to you what happened
repressed or just forgotten? can’t tell, but memories are flattened
[verse 2]
what was in 2013, i don’t know
whatever stuff i did has now been buried in the show
i can’t remember the summer or school or if my grades shifted
if i made anything online, then what the h-ll was submitted?
it’s not even like i had any major restrictions
it’s basically as if in that year i had not existed
what friends did i have, what the h-ll was i predicting
what was i into and have those things persisted?
memory is fuzzy, it’s weird, what can i tell ya
one of my biggest fears is growing old having dementia
my last grandpa, his last hurrah was spent fading
retirement homes are nothing but f-cking degrading
a childhood hero of mine saw me as a stranger
i’d tell him old memories that i’ve had locked in a container
but nothing, not my name or my face, no remainder
a blank spot left to fill by a crippled and lost painter

[verse 3]
now 2014 and ’15 are important
i made a lot of friends and my presence was more dormant
picked up a stray dog that was nothing but a torment
my sister started spiraling out, her head a poor dent
a lot of my cousins started getting sentenced to jail
memories of kid activities with them impaled
my pa now in his worse drunkened state, started to dilate
i’m an outsider to what felt like my sister being an inmate
remaining cousin stayed for the summer to help the fire hydrate
but after a while, all these voices started making me irate
i started to feel like my dad did in ohio
tons of talking heads but the heat is punching the psycho
thankfully my mom quit her job and helped me fly low
cuz i’m sure soon i would’ve jumped into the fighting and died, so
and as for those friends earlier, i’ma say that it didn’t stay
fun at first but soon it was everyone wanting to slay
fighting nonstop, still continues to this day
and soon enough, i met my first real love, oh god
i’ll get into that in a bit, so for now that’s all i have to say, sing it again
[hook]
i been hearing you
is you hearing me?
haven’t heard enough for me
to forget the year 2013

- sickly sid

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