Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Floor, artist - Buck 65. Album song Secret House Against The World, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.06.2005
Record label: Buck 65
Song language: English
The Floor |
I can remember being seven years old |
Having goldfish that circled around in a bowl |
I would watch the forest burn and listen to the wind blow |
I remember the table, the drapes, and the window |
The dark brown everything, decoration, styling |
Most of all, I can remember my mother smiling |
Worn out and faded, my hometown was scrappy |
More than anything, she wanted us to be happy |
Little to eat and back and forth to the hospital |
She was right, it’s better to be happy if possible |
But the old man was under attack and was weak |
And continued to beat us several times a week |
He lived like a king even though we were piss poor |
I tried to be strong and careful what I wished for |
My outside ached, my inside stung |
The long leather belt had replaced his tongue |
Not knowing how to run or how to hit the brakes |
A white picket fence was built around a pit of snakes |
Both a wonder and frightening, the thunder and lightning |
These were the sounds and sights of a thousand fights |
My mother, the poor fish, staging eternal |
Charades and parades for the raging inferno |
Wanting to be happy, beaten all the while |
Asking me always, why don’t you ever smile |
And she’d show me how to do it, mother and wife |
It was the saddest smile I ever saw in my life |
It hurt worse than death but for her sake I tried |
And one day all of those goldfish died |
Hurricane, forest fire, out of control |
Eyes open, floating on the water in the bowl |
And when my father came home, he walked through the door |
And threw those fish to the cat on the kitchen floor |
And the wind died too and I was still a child |
And the three of us watched as my mother smiled |