Alcahol

by Matti   Oct 29, 2004


Yes i steal,
And yes i lie,
But i only do it so mommy dosen't cry,
Everyday When dady comes home,
He Sits on the couch and watches the game,
Drinks lots of beer,
And he says its me to blame,
Sometimes he hits mommy,
And i yell at him to stop,
I tell him we don't deserve this,
I think about it a lot,
And at night,
When there both asleep,
I run the the bathroom and start to weap,
And after that i go to the fridge,
I take out the beers,
And throw them away,
When the beers are gone,
And daddy knows its me,
I say to him,
"Its you you drank em' all you bi***,
But you don't remember you just wanted more,
You through mommy to the floor when she said no,
but now you don't remember but there's still blood on the floor,
Now look what you've doneto our family,
Look whats happen now,
Grandma got sick and tierd of you,
That she just through you out,
Now we live in this old shack,
And now i live on tears,
mom knows this ,
she wont say nuttin',
You've givvien her her fears,
So when i get the money,
I'll get her away from you,
I'll call the cops,
Then maybe the message will get through,
So daddy listen now,
And you can fix your mistakes,
Stop drinking,
Or there's some problems you'll have to face"

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