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thahiphophead – broken home lyrics

[hook 1]
she grew up in a broken home
broken bottles, broken hearts, hard to cope
momma wasn’t around, and dad was always lonely
and the only person to keep him held over was her only
black lipstick, and a heart steeped in sin
looking like a voodoo doll with needles in her skin
to everyone else, she was evil to her kin
not her fault that the abyss appealed to her then

[verse 1]
some call her e-m-o, but see they don’t know
all the sh-t she went through just so she can go
live a life of extensive depression, and still manage to contain herself
because if she failed to k!ll herself, then she’d have to explain herself
now tell yourself; is that a life worth livin’?
when she got older, she spent her nights just sinnin’
bangin’ dude after dude, hoping one would stick with her
but all the crews cared about was getting that d-ck in her
her heart had a fissure, and it was only getting bigger
suicide on her mind after the fifth dismissed her
the other men saw her as just a grown pup in the litter
she walked around, an awkward frown, and increasingly bitter
then she met the guy, had a look in his eye
the type that said “i know the pain you went through, i
am here to let you know that i also grew up poorly.”
she sat down, as he smiled, and began to tell his story

[hook 2]
he grew up in a broken home
broken bottles, broken hearts, hard to cope
dad wasn’t around, and momma was always enraged
and in her eyes, her son was constantly to blame
black tattoos, and a heart full of sin
more then a thousand times, he was told he couldn’t win
to everyone else, he was cold to his kin
not his fault that the abyss coaxed him right in

[verse 2]
some called him an f-a-g, too bad that they can’t see
he thinks of himself as an effigy, even when sorrow endlessly
pours on him like rain, all he knows is pain
but in his mindframe, the gain will be worth the pain
he puts work in every day, even when called ‘loser’ or ‘g-y’
working 9 to 5, living off minimum wage
he never was subject to fits of imminent rage
and so far, he showed no girl his intimate ways
if he’s stressed he smokes some sess to soothe the edge off
and takes time to s-x up the night women in the street
and once he’s done, he’s on the run, like a blue hedgehog
never once did he think that he’s start livin’ neat
then he met the girl, nickname: lady blacklip
at first sight, he wanted more from her then just action
he sat down, p-ssed around his story to her fully
then they marched, hearts in hand, away from the bullsh-t

[outro]
two kids, growing up in broken homes
broken bottles, broken hearts, and broken hopes
but now they revel in their pain, and nothing’s amiss
because life isn’t as strict when you’re in the abyss

- thahiphophead lyrics

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