Slaine - Black Horses | Текст песни

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I’m walking through that building and the building’s brick, the children sick
The nuns have sewn-up cunts, priests are walking with their killing sticks
My father’s just a little boy crying in his bed
My mother’s staring at the brains blown out the back of her father’s head
How hard is it? How hard is it to trip out in this mess?
When my heart has just, my heart has just been ripped out of my chest
”I am not no bitch” I scream, want no part of what this dream
Am I really just imagining? Can my eyes trust what I’m seeing?
I’m a screwed up human being being screwed up, chewed-up pills
Told you not to shoot up, Mike, I watched you shoot up shoot up still
Told you not to load that gun, watched you shoot that shoot that steel
I do not want that in this nightmare, no not that, that’s too for real
God I fought you tooth and nail but you made me go through all of this
Now I have to call you just to stop this alcoholic ticks
I’m a ticking timebomb and you could kill a donkey which is half the shit that I’m on
It’s time to shut the door on this room right here I’ve had my eye on
Let’s move down the hallway further, I can see them raping my mom
Back in Catholic school, acid tripping with my tie on
The walls inside my house were not the ones to be a fly on
My face is looking older, no shoulder to cry on
This place is getting colder, I just want a bed to die on
I should’ve died much younger, I’m drowning under water
Old enough to see my son, I was too young to meet my daughter
The fetus has a spirit, I hear it from a bassinet
That’s empty but I keep looking at it every time I’m passing it
What the fuck you laughing at? Have a little sympathy
Some empathy, you bastards always acting uncompassionate
I’m basking in my past, it’s an assassin
This assassin got my future by the throat with the butcher knife and slashing it
Raw from my emotions now they’re back to take the last of it
My childhood was stolen from me, fuck it now I’m trapped in it

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