prod raspo 
mixed/master by me

Lyrics:

generational trauma
personification of drama
must be easy to say 
“i got it all from my momma”
i’m not a perfect person 
i still take more than i oughta
but you’re not perfect either 
you paint more hate than you gotta 

and i’m sorry that i left you
wasn’t there when i needed to protect you 
when i found out shoulda texted you
cause i knew exactly what it meant for you
that if i stick it out and i try hard
then you might see what’s in my heart
but i see now i wasn’t fair to you
babe i swear that all i did was care for you 

i guess i could find someone to hold me down
oh but i don’t think it’s fair if i’m not gonna be around 
cause my time on this earth is a little more limited than you think it is
and if i showed you inside of me
i wonder what your gut reaction to the trash would be
would you ask what happened to me 
would you stare in a state of shock as you backed away from me

oh see i been in this place before
where i never thought i’d need a hate ward
so when i broke down while i answered 
and then you spread through me like cancer
i sat back in my chair and wondered if i really said it with candor 

i know heart patients don’t hurt like this 
so i just wanna be certain 
you can’t see it from my side now
it’s like you’ve drawn all the curtains 
you want home yea you won’t find it here
i’m done wit all this hurtin

_trauma_ (raspo)

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