Chill Bump - Omega Lyrics

Lyrics Omega - Chill Bump



I was only ten, it was a normal weekend
Just a Saturday, towards the evening
I'm sure I spent my time drawing or reading
I recall my mom's in the corridor cleaning
Dad and sister just got back from the food shop
With a few bags full of fruit, a pan and a new wok
They were laughing as my dad took his shoes off
Then boom daddy collapsed, quit actin' a fool pop
Why is he not moving? Why has he stopped?
What is he doing? C'mon pop you gotta get up!
My mom's rolled him over, dad was foaming at the mouth
My sister phoned the ambulance as I ran up out the house
I gave a yell! Filled with rage and pain as well
My finger's were aching from ringing on my neighbor's bell
No one came when I called or prayed for help
That's why I hate god, hate my neighbors, hate myself
Hate the ambulance, lousy fools inside
How can you revive a human life if it takes two hours to arrive?
February '95 I recollect the very first fucking time that I met with death
I was very deep in love with a queen, a fiend
I wanted to stay stuck in a dream
We'd make love on repeat, spend our days under the sheet
Never leave the bed unless we make something to eat
Sweet, not a single fight, it all seemed alright
Until our first evening beef occurred and made us feel uptight
We screamed, cried, didn't sleep all night
Next morning shorty was coughing up blood and bleeding from her mosquito bites
Hurry! We made our way to the doc
We made her take a blood test, the results gave him a shock
Go straight to the hospital we gazed at the clock
Only they can save her now and say what she got
Off we went to the oncology section trying to focus
Her arm had swollen so bad the sight was atrocious
When we got the diagnosis, we both cried the notion, leukemia
I found hard to hide my emotion
I told her trust my devotion, to fight for your life's emotion
We both frightened but with hope I know that we can find a potion
If it's strong, our love will last long everyday I put plastic gloves and masks on
Her room was a prison
Body sickened by the food in addition
To the chemo, transfusion, tons of tube in her system
I witnessed the shriveling and losing hair
Get too weak to speak and use her two feet
She had to use a chair



Writer(s): Alban Bernad, Pierre Scarland


Chill Bump - Ego Trip
Album Ego Trip
date of release
04-11-2014




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