| She said she should’ve done this
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| She should’ve done that
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| Pack my bags and never look back
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| Some things that I’ve seen I can’t un-see
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| I spend my whole life just trying to get free
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| And I’m never gonna be… without my pain and misery
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| But I remember what my mama told me (Mama told me)
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| Mama told me (Mama told me)
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| I remember what my mama told me
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| I scramble to my feet to regain consciousness
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| The floor half full of blood, I’m a pessimist
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| It makes sense for me to make my exodus
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| This scene flashing through child monic movie images
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| I was nine years old with spine hemorrhages
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| Just me and him was in the house, no witnesses
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| All I’m thinking is, how I’m a live through this
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| He unclenched his fist, my face grimaces
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| I don’t reminisce, I remember the stress
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| Feeling nervousness when he came home up the steps
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| Mom he beatin' me bad first escaped my lips
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| She said that I was a fuck up and I deserved this shit
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| What could I have possibly done I was only nine
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| With fucking stitches in my eye she told me stop crying
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| I’m looking for a sign, the sun don’t ever shine
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| I’m an only child; |
| they say that love is blind
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| She said she should’ve done this
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| She should’ve done that
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| Pack my bags and never look back
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| Some things that I’ve seen I can’t un-see
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| I spend my whole life just trying to get free
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| And I’m never gonna be… without my pain and misery
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| But I remember what my mama told me (Mama told me)
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| Mama told me (Mama told me)
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| I remember what my mama told me
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| Now in retrospect as a father looking back
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| Having my own flesh of my flesh
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| There’s no excuse for that
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| I also have heard that what don’t kill us make us stronger
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| But the abuse that I took, took away my hunger
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| Living inside my imagination I learned hate
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| Planning my escape, losing my personal faith
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| She blamed it on the drugs; |
| she blamed it on the times
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| She blamed on her moms, but I’m the one with scars
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| Staring at that chipped paint wall in my room
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| I’m 13 years old now I gotta do something soon
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| It was the 6th of June inside my mouth was a bloody wound
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| My step father vowed to put in me in a tomb
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| Momma told me my real daddy didn’t want me
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| I figured this new man must be special if she let him hurt me
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| Now I ain’t had no mother, and he ain’t have no mercy
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| Why did god curse me? |
| Maybe I’m meant to suffer
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| She said she should’ve done this
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| She should’ve done that
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| Pack my bags and never look back
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| Some things that I’ve seen I can’t un-see
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| I spend my whole life just trying to get free
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| And I’m never gonna be… without my pain and misery
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| But I remember what my mama told me (Mama told me)
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| Mama told me (Mama told me)
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| I remember what my mama told me
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| I finally decided that I wouldn’t take it no more
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| I had a steak knife that I’ve been hiding in my right drawer
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| He had punch my right jaw just the night before
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| I stood silently outside his bedroom door
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| But every breath I took I felt like there was angels with me
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| Soon his death would be a mystery even to me
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| I saw a shadow move, he finally coming through
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| I swung a knife at dude, if I had only knew
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| The life slipping out a body was my mom dukes
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| I had no idea that she was in the room too
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| Wiping tears from my eyes this can’t be true
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| My step father drunk in the bed still off cheap brew
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| I knelled down to momma to hear a last truth
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| She said son I never loved him more than you
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| I still hate myself, I tried to hang myself
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| The leather belt broke, that was 20 years ago
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| Refrain x2
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| She said she should’ve done this
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| She should’ve done that
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| Pack my bags and never look back
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| Some things that I’ve seen I can’t un-see
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| I spend my whole life just trying to get free
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| And I’m never gonna be… without my pain and misery
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| But I remember what my mama told me (Mama told me)
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| Mama told me (Mama told me)
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| I remember what my mama told me |