Chip on his shoulder
Sick sleeping on a pissy sofa
Unwanted visitor in a different culture
Missing home and he cant go their civil warin'
Listen solider forget getting over
Prison state around the corner homeless is even closer
Kids with similar skin color still don't even wantcha
Spit and insult ya cause they have been here longer
He leave his crib he guaranteed the pigs approach ya
Where ya going where ya from any weapons on ya?
Your family is stressed out your getting older
You dont live the way they did back in Somalia
Its extra difficult to be a daughter
Trying to keep it modest with the sinners all around you
Where the wrong garment your parents get an ulcer
If you wrap it up the other children picking on you
[Chorus: x2]
Live in two worlds with your eyes closed
Tip toeing on a tight rope
Holding on for survival
Nobody to blame this is just how it goes
Holidays and you know what the business is
You get two birthdays and two Christmases
Older you get you present how sick it is
They're trying to cover their guilt with the gifts they give
Bounce from his house to her house
Too bad that marriage didn't work out
Now you don't have a your house
Daddy fighting mommy they both tell me they love me
If I get to close to one the other one start acting funny
Ma went and had a baby with a different dad
You act happy to please em but you are really sad
Seeing first hand that family that you will never have
Plus you ain't no real brother, you're just a half
Got to pick up the pieces and move on
Bed time stories and greet them on the phone
Live in two houses and neither one is home
Wishing you were grown have the freedom to get gone
[Chorus: x2]
Daddy was a preacher momma was a Sunday school teacher
Big brother a football squad leader
Now far be it for you to disappoint or displease them
Your just being what you feel you see in
That mirror every time you peer in
Swallow the tears inside that empty feeling
Her boy terrified to let the world in
He has girlfriends but doesn't want a girlfriend
He retreats inside himself
Where he lives life itself in secret
Daddy says people go to hell for being
What he is and he certainly believes them
Cause there ain't no flame that can blaze enough
To trump being hated for the way you love
And cry yourself to sleep and hate waking up
Its a cold world ya'll shame on us
[Chorus: x2]
Frigid frozen Minnesota Chip on his shoulder Sick sleeping on a pissy sofa Unwanted visitor in a different culture Missing home and he cant go their civil warin' Listen solider forget getting over Prison state around the corner homeless is even closer Kids with similar skin color still don't even wantcha Spit and insult ya cause they have been here longer He leave his crib he guaranteed the pigs approach ya Where ya going where ya from any weapons on ya? Your family is stressed out your getting older You dont live the way they did back in Somalia Its extra difficult to be a daughter Trying to keep it modest with the sinners all around you Where the wrong garment your parents get an ulcer If you wrap it up the other children picking on you [Chorus: x2] Live in two worlds with your eyes closed Tip toeing on a tight rope Holding on for survival Nobody to blame this is just how it goes Holidays and you know what the business is You get two birthdays and two Christmases Older you get you present how sick it is They're trying to cover their guilt with the gifts they give Bounce from his house to her house Too bad that marriage didn't work out Now you don't have a your house Daddy fighting mommy they both tell me they love me If I get to close to one the other one start acting funny Ma went and had a baby with a different dad You act happy to please em but you are really sad Seeing first hand that family that you will never have Plus you ain't no real brother, you're just a half Got to pick up the pieces and move on Bed time stories and greet them on the phone Live in two houses and neither one is home Wishing you were grown have the freedom to get gone [Chorus: x2] Daddy was a preacher momma was a Sunday school teacher Big brother a football squad leader Now far be it for you to disappoint or displease them Your just being what you feel you see in That mirror every time you peer in Swallow the tears inside that empty feeling Her boy terrified to let the world in He has girlfriends but doesn't want a girlfriend He retreats inside himself Where he lives life itself in secret Daddy says people go to hell for being What he is and he certainly believes them Cause there ain't no flame that can blaze enough To trump being hated for the way you love And cry yourself to sleep and hate waking up Its a cold world ya'll shame on us [Chorus: x2] Explain Request ×
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