It's only because nobody would ever listen
Born blinded, tried being optimistic
Viewing the bright side, I might've missed it
Flashback, I want my mom, she's non-existent
Gone long past that, quarterback shots went off, I'm gone ballistic
Time out, want halfback, stuck in crime positioned
Itching for switching my life up, sick and tired of the lies and b!tchin
Inside I'm tied up, fused like dynamite
I might try to find her tie us right up side by side and light a
Match, strike, our lives off as write-offs
At least we'll be binded by my violence
Nah it'll suck, I'll bottle it up, crying in silence
All them times looking for love, but finding sirens
Blaming my mom, but it's all my mind's defiance
Lost it all when I nine-to-fived it
Feels like I've been fisted right to the wrist and twisted, lifted
Pushed off my #sshole like a fishbowl been pissed in
This just in, listen
I'm tearing down the walls and throwing it all at y'all, even the kitchen
Sink throughout this intervention
I failed to mention through my poetic invention
That you f#cking suck and have pathetic intentions
Need a medic attention
Another letter suspension
Hit with a belt, help, fill me with tension
Overdue feelings fueled brewed and ferment them
Every f#cking word on this page I sent-I-ment it Now you can feel the rage of what my pencil and pen said
Supposed to be strong in a broken home
You know I'm gone
Just wish you heard me
No surprise when you look at her eyes sin and see nothing alive
And you know I'm gone
Instead you hurt me
You know I'm gone
Truth is you had two kids, left and had new kids
Gone with... the wind, never turning back
How the f#ck could you do this
Convict... son number two-is
Sharp tongue, cut a lawn with,
Screw this life's something you act through
Not nice, two words you should tattoo
On your forehead, you're more less no more dead than two turds in my last poo
Wouldn't recognize me if you passed through
Matthew, is that you
Used to dream waking up crying trying to catch you
My mother's nuts, nah I'm lying she's cashews
Date a man tying off with the lace of my last shoe
My own mother's the roadrunner, I'm Wiley
Coyote in a race, second place, I'm last too
That's putting it mildly
Heavy is stepping in the ring
Expecting to win against him in his prime with Ali
Those are the odds of you f#cking being a mommy
We got beef roast, cold toast, and salami
If you ever froze and, thought on me
Crinkle your toes, keep walking on, singing this song
Bring it on, you know mom
Im thinking the same thing where I'll be
You're probably better off without me
Supposed to be strong in a broken home
I just wish I had one with you
You know I'm gone
No surprise when you look in her eyes sin see nothing alive and
You know I'm gone
You know I'm gone
Karma is exactly what my momma is
B!tch!! You never f#cking call your kids
Now I'm fed up with all of this
Fingers up intolerance, don't want a~f#cking-pologies
Intellect but follows his
Negligence the father is
Describe what alcoholic is,
Intelligent the problem is
Disrespect I call it miss,
Interpreting the t call you missed
Seeing all I wanted was a mom to reach below the calm surface
Not believing, leaving not to be bothered with..It's me,
Leave a message all''em non to respond to 'em
Pain? I'm gone to it, I've gone through it, I'm gone through it
A gone-to-let (gauntlet) I'm running on non the less
Pity party patients name not on the list
Trying nonchalantly as possible to conquer this
Moving on from Mr. Monstrous,
To someone that is marvellous
Stopping this from stopping on my conscious b!tch
Filled with doubt, so awesome, it's amazing
Embracing small accomplishments
Knowing now there's a positives in consequence
Your ignorance is also bliss, developing a tolerance
You've gotten what you want and wished
Immunity from you and me, you didn't break no law for this
Just my heart to my mom I blow an awful kiss Poof!!
B!tch be gone with this
B!tch be gone with this
Supposed to be strong in a broken home
Don't you f#cking go
You know I'm gone
Don't you f#cking go
No surprise when looking her eyes sin see nothing alive
And you know I'm gone
Don't you f#cking go
You know I'm gone
Holy f#ck man
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It's only because nobody would ever listen
Born blinded, tried being optimistic
Viewing the bright side, I might've missed it
Flashback, I want my mom, she's non-existent
Gone long past that, quarterback shots went off, I'm gone ballistic
Time out, want halfback, stuck in crime positioned
Itching for switching my life up, sick and tired of the lies and b!tchin
Inside I'm tied up, fused like dynamite
I might try to find her tie us right up side by side and light a
Match, strike, our lives off as write-offs
At least we'll be binded by my violence
Nah it'll suck, I'll bottle it up, crying in silence
All them times looking for love, but finding sirens
Blaming my mom, but it's all my mind's defiance
Lost it all when I nine-to-fived it
Feels like I've been fisted right to the wrist and twisted, lifted
Pushed off my #sshole like a fishbowl been pissed in
This just in, listen
I'm tearing down the walls and throwing it all at y'all, even the kitchen
Sink throughout this intervention
I failed to mention through my poetic invention
That you f#cking suck and have pathetic intentions
Need a medic attention
Another letter suspension
Hit with a belt, help, fill me with tension
Overdue feelings fueled brewed and ferment them
Every f#cking word on this page I sent-I-ment it Now you can feel the rage of what my pencil and pen said
Supposed to be strong in a broken home
You know I'm gone
Just wish you heard me
No surprise when you look at her eyes sin and see nothing alive
And you know I'm gone
Instead you hurt me
You know I'm gone
Truth is you had two kids, left and had new kids
Gone with... the wind, never turning back
How the f#ck could you do this
Convict... son number two-is
Sharp tongue, cut a lawn with,
Screw this life's something you act through
Not nice, two words you should tattoo
On your forehead, you're more less no more dead than two turds in my last poo
Wouldn't recognize me if you passed through
Matthew, is that you
Used to dream waking up crying trying to catch you
My mother's nuts, nah I'm lying she's cashews
Date a man tying off with the lace of my last shoe
My own mother's the roadrunner, I'm Wiley
Coyote in a race, second place, I'm last too
That's putting it mildly
Heavy is stepping in the ring
Expecting to win against him in his prime with Ali
Those are the odds of you f#cking being a mommy
We got beef roast, cold toast, and salami
If you ever froze and, thought on me
Crinkle your toes, keep walking on, singing this song
Bring it on, you know mom
Im thinking the same thing where I'll be
You're probably better off without me
Supposed to be strong in a broken home
I just wish I had one with you
You know I'm gone
No surprise when you look in her eyes sin see nothing alive and
You know I'm gone
You know I'm gone
Karma is exactly what my momma is
B!tch!! You never f#cking call your kids
Now I'm fed up with all of this
Fingers up intolerance, don't want a~f#cking-pologies
Intellect but follows his
Negligence the father is
Describe what alcoholic is,
Intelligent the problem is
Disrespect I call it miss,
Interpreting the t call you missed
Seeing all I wanted was a mom to reach below the calm surface
Not believing, leaving not to be bothered with..It's me,
Leave a message all''em non to respond to 'em
Pain? I'm gone to it, I've gone through it, I'm gone through it
A gone-to-let (gauntlet) I'm running on non the less
Pity party patients name not on the list
Trying nonchalantly as possible to conquer this
Moving on from Mr. Monstrous,
To someone that is marvellous
Stopping this from stopping on my conscious b!tch
Filled with doubt, so awesome, it's amazing
Embracing small accomplishments
Knowing now there's a positives in consequence
Your ignorance is also bliss, developing a tolerance
You've gotten what you want and wished
Immunity from you and me, you didn't break no law for this
Just my heart to my mom I blow an awful kiss Poof!!
B!tch be gone with this
B!tch be gone with this
Supposed to be strong in a broken home
Don't you f#cking go
You know I'm gone
Don't you f#cking go
No surprise when looking her eyes sin see nothing alive
And you know I'm gone
Don't you f#cking go
You know I'm gone
Holy f#ck man
Born blinded, tried being optimistic
Viewing the bright side, I might've missed it
Flashback, I want my mom, she's non-existent
Gone long past that, quarterback shots went off, I'm gone ballistic
Time out, want halfback, stuck in crime positioned
Itching for switching my life up, sick and tired of the lies and b!tchin
Inside I'm tied up, fused like dynamite
I might try to find her tie us right up side by side and light a
Match, strike, our lives off as write-offs
At least we'll be binded by my violence
Nah it'll suck, I'll bottle it up, crying in silence
All them times looking for love, but finding sirens
Blaming my mom, but it's all my mind's defiance
Lost it all when I nine-to-fived it
Feels like I've been fisted right to the wrist and twisted, lifted
Pushed off my #sshole like a fishbowl been pissed in
This just in, listen
I'm tearing down the walls and throwing it all at y'all, even the kitchen
Sink throughout this intervention
I failed to mention through my poetic invention
That you f#cking suck and have pathetic intentions
Need a medic attention
Another letter suspension
Hit with a belt, help, fill me with tension
Overdue feelings fueled brewed and ferment them
Every f#cking word on this page I sent-I-ment it Now you can feel the rage of what my pencil and pen said
Supposed to be strong in a broken home
You know I'm gone
Just wish you heard me
No surprise when you look at her eyes sin and see nothing alive
And you know I'm gone
Instead you hurt me
You know I'm gone
Truth is you had two kids, left and had new kids
Gone with... the wind, never turning back
How the f#ck could you do this
Convict... son number two-is
Sharp tongue, cut a lawn with,
Screw this life's something you act through
Not nice, two words you should tattoo
On your forehead, you're more less no more dead than two turds in my last poo
Wouldn't recognize me if you passed through
Matthew, is that you
Used to dream waking up crying trying to catch you
My mother's nuts, nah I'm lying she's cashews
Date a man tying off with the lace of my last shoe
My own mother's the roadrunner, I'm Wiley
Coyote in a race, second place, I'm last too
That's putting it mildly
Heavy is stepping in the ring
Expecting to win against him in his prime with Ali
Those are the odds of you f#cking being a mommy
We got beef roast, cold toast, and salami
If you ever froze and, thought on me
Crinkle your toes, keep walking on, singing this song
Bring it on, you know mom
Im thinking the same thing where I'll be
You're probably better off without me
Supposed to be strong in a broken home
I just wish I had one with you
You know I'm gone
No surprise when you look in her eyes sin see nothing alive and
You know I'm gone
You know I'm gone
Karma is exactly what my momma is
B!tch!! You never f#cking call your kids
Now I'm fed up with all of this
Fingers up intolerance, don't want a~f#cking-pologies
Intellect but follows his
Negligence the father is
Describe what alcoholic is,
Intelligent the problem is
Disrespect I call it miss,
Interpreting the t call you missed
Seeing all I wanted was a mom to reach below the calm surface
Not believing, leaving not to be bothered with..It's me,
Leave a message all''em non to respond to 'em
Pain? I'm gone to it, I've gone through it, I'm gone through it
A gone-to-let (gauntlet) I'm running on non the less
Pity party patients name not on the list
Trying nonchalantly as possible to conquer this
Moving on from Mr. Monstrous,
To someone that is marvellous
Stopping this from stopping on my conscious b!tch
Filled with doubt, so awesome, it's amazing
Embracing small accomplishments
Knowing now there's a positives in consequence
Your ignorance is also bliss, developing a tolerance
You've gotten what you want and wished
Immunity from you and me, you didn't break no law for this
Just my heart to my mom I blow an awful kiss Poof!!
B!tch be gone with this
B!tch be gone with this
Supposed to be strong in a broken home
Don't you f#cking go
You know I'm gone
Don't you f#cking go
No surprise when looking her eyes sin see nothing alive
And you know I'm gone
Don't you f#cking go
You know I'm gone
Holy f#ck man
Writer: Matthew Hermes
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid