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night fanatics - adopted lyrics

how come i don’t look like my mom, why do i not relate to dad
my older brother’s f+ckin’ blonde and next to him do i look bad?
they’ll be giving up on me for real, that’s why i cuss and smoke and steal
when they say my name what do they mean, and who the f+ck gave birth to me, oh

[chorus]
i don’t remember much of my younger days
my flesh and blood’s got a different face
i’m not in denial ’bout where i’m from, but i know for sure this ain’t my home

[breakdown]
and i’ll keep sitting shotgun in the car, and i’ll be going on like i did from the start+ i’m doin’ all
my family is closing the door, i’m thinking this might be my last pour of fresh water so i’ll drink as much as possible
oh sh+t! that wasn’t water, that was alcohol
goes down pretty smoothly though as nothing really hurts me, but something’s really hurt me
like when you said that i’m not good enough for your bloodline
it’s all right then, and so it doesn’t matter
though with all the sh+t that i put into my veins, my blood might aswell be black now
i guess you’re right after all, but man

it sucks to have a bed that you don’t pay for or deserve, sometimes i wish that i’d take a 181 turn and walk away
end their misery or maybe it’d be better if i just ended, me
i’m not the perfect daughter, that is obvious
but all i want is to grow up and be oblivous
n0body can touch me or touch my heart
man that is such bullsh+t, the emotional b+st+rds hit the bullseye playing dart with you
they can predict what you do without even trying
it’s quite obvious that you’re lying and dude, i’m just like you
i don’t remember much of my younger days
my flesh, my blood’s got a different taste
i’m not in denial about where i’m from
but i know for f+cking sure that this isn’t my home, oh
[chorus]
don’t remember much of my younger days
my flesh and blood’s got a different taste
i’m not in denial ’bout where i’m from, but i know for sure this ain’t my home
yeah

[spoken word]
i wanna go home, i+i hope to find my home
i+i+i+ what if i dont have a home

[outro]
don’t remember much of my younger days
my flesh and blood’s got a different face
i’m not in denial ’bout where i’m from, but i know for sure this ain’t my home

(t++th clacking together)

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