Born from the snowflakes of 1989
Bitter December spat me into line
I became a child of grandpa's knee
Because of my parents and the fight for me
Slowly I moved to my mothers house
Where i became as a cowering mouse
Then i played a switch family game
Tuning off everything but my own name
I moved to my dads with opened eyes
I was searching for truth in a lifetime of lies
To her id taken to an immortal sin
of packing my clothes to live with him
But here ive been from then till now
Though ive moved from town to town
Thats my life some sad but all true
We all have a story, now tell me of you
