paroles de chanson Misconception - PipeDream

I've been sitting at this desk for - at least - three months
I ain't had a fucking job for six checks - I need bucks
I'm putting all this pressure on Brayden to feed us
And keep the lights on and work - no matter what he sneeze up

Despite abuse he gets from both his moms and his pops
Hanging bills over his head since the day he was popped
Hanging himself overhead from a beam - he'd swing
Another life fucking wasted - the crop for the C.R.E.A.M

Won't accept it if it's theirs, but they know they'd get crushed
By another if they ever had the gull or the nuts
To question whether-not another human got nuts
Who the fuck are you to ask about some genitals, bitch

The misconception that a human life is valued by quid
Is what you did to him; you permanently damaged the kid
You got some nerve with that smile-in-my-face shit
When you the reason that he ain't got no fucking feeling in his wrists

Scars don't go away
They fade a bit
Damage memories

He's got a beautiful life - a fucking shame that you refuse to be around for it - like
Like it's a fun game to play whenever you want to - like
Like the "dropout" 's to blame when you and your husband fight

But you're born with the right to hate your son because you're confused by his views
I bet you hate it when your family members call him a dude
I bet you hate it that he's fallen for a black man, too
I bet I'd see you at a rally - Tiki Torch or a few

You ain't perfect because you own a fucking house in the 'burbs
You ain't shit but a zit on the map, and that burns
Your own daughter knows you're foolish, and she's right to concur
That you're fucking up their little brother just to confirm

That he won't ever end up being himself - not in the end
You'd rather he be a zombie on Adderall, instead
You can't say "I love you" to a family that is dead
Suicidal - toes barely planted on the edge

Scatter the bones
Light a match
Burn a legacy

Scars don't go away
They fade a bit
Damage memories