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letra de family sitcom - weenz

[verse 1]
please like me; i need your approval
childhood existence, frugal
nineties in ireland where i lived, future tied with
academic excellence, best and brightest
pride of aunts, uncles, teachers, pupils
praised primary schools number one student
“you can do anything, put your mind to it” (put your mind to it)
financial insecurity, my parents usually
fear breathes cruelty, daddy that’s lunacy
peace for months he gets drunk and ruins it
i get bruised when his temper he loses
the belt gets loosened the kid is still wounded
shh, keep it all secret, keeping up appearances
show no weakness, don’t be the weird kid
although i lack height, i’m well liked
dad dragged us up out of bed last night
for the ninth time this year
somethin’s not right ’round here
won a scholarship to rockwell college private school
rich folks send their kids
not fittin’ in, i’ll pretend to be rich as them
this pretense turns to dealin’ quints
got expelled i felt indifferent
small price for not being myself
reintroduced to my fathers belt buckle
this kind of discipline ain’t subtle
tough love, ignorance, knuckles
mam was hurtin’, she paid a fortune
for my brand new pair of air jordan’s
now there’s so much shame
and shame’s got the biggest role in this game
shame’s got the biggest role in this game
twelve months on, cbs took me in, gettin’ along
boys i grew up with, where i belong
life’s a sitcom, cue the can laughter
happy ever after, no more disasters
wrong! begin the darkest chapter
once again back to my father
drunken rage, worst by far
a.m. get away in my aunts car
can’t escape, possessed and crazed
standin’ in the way, at the front gate
drive straight, knocked him down
escaped to the other side of town
stayin’ at my cousins house now we’re safe
now he’s sober but this family? over
kids on the school bus heard that
everybody knows in the local
all is not well where i dwell
you can tell that spell is broken
cut wide open
the truth shall set you free
i’d prefer to let you be
what happens next? i gotta question destiny
no fence in rhyme [?] cannot except bereft
there’s nothing left, the devil spell
no mental health, just mental h-ll
came to visit, never seemed so timid
night too vivid i will never forgive it
patriarchal disdain, my heart over weighed [?]
new look; disgust, display it so plain
sayin’ he’s movin’ to london, great
we all need sp-ce, won’t plead the case
there was no bookin’ of flights, poker
one last night, drunk his last pint
blocked the hyundai exhaust pipe of life
set into the drivers seat
turned the ignition with the engine tickin’
succ-mbed to a tide of grief
carbon monoxide peace

- weenz

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