作词 : Cassidy卡塞蒂
Three decades ago when I was hungry and little, lying face up in a hand-me-down seconded cradle
My mother sat herself beside me, while my dad was cursing and cleaning out the box of jewelry
Hot liquor, needle shattered veins, his itchy finger on the trigger, smoking hot pains
He was my back rock, my torch, my mentor, instead he ran away from us and chose the life of an outlaw.
Spiritual cynical abysmal diabolical, was the vibe I grew up in
The invisible force I caged myself in, my soul sucked in and my life ashened.
“Pleas dear mother, sing me another soothing lullaby, the devouring darkness had me wholly terrified.
“Something’s moving in the shadow, please someone, anyone, hold me hold me, God, I felt so lonely.”
My mom told me trust is earned instead of given
Honest folks are hosed down, by up rise and shine the super villains
Poverty was the head of the seven deadly sins, you all of you, were only hinges to the riches
Your property was an organized robbery poor lives expired without any signs of warranty
Life is ruthless, it knocked you out senseless, fifteen rounds of brutal slaughtering,
There was no happy ending.
I slaved and grinded by myself in my broken home, neither friends nor family I was always alone
Then one day suddenly a letter came through the mail, the envelope was wrinkled and not even sealed
It was from a man who called himself my father, Damn! I felt like I skipped a beat in my old ticker,
He explained why he was absent for all these years, but truth be told that I didn’t even ****ing care.
“My dear son, I’m afraid that I am dying, I am losing my mind in, but before I go, I need to be forgiving“
I hold that piece of paper in my hands, emotions conflicts for what I didn’t understand
The bold and disfigured letters stunk with alcohol, I let it fall, let it fall and it gone with the wind
They said to me apples don’t fall far from the tree, that like my old man, eventually the booze will claim the soul in me.
“Lord, give me guidance and give me strength to fight this alcoholic preying demon”
Lest I became one of those convicted felons. But **** it, life was not for sensible man to live in.
A couple of spirits turned me into the Shawshank’s crookest, “Take that, take that!!”my lethal blows won’t to be missed
Michelangelo on my Uzi, Picasso on a killing spree, at last I was bondage free.
“Holy Father, I am a great sinner and there were my confessions, I am ready for the chamber.” See you in a better life.