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Pistol Grip - The Unwanted Children lyrics
I'm not the angel that you thought I'd be I had to clip my wings to be free You should have raised me right now all I know is wrong the misguided youth struggles to hang on I feel the hand of God push me aside cause I won't fall for his lies You walk through the door with dampened eyes a little warmth left as you took flight The unwanted children and the juvenile rage No reason for self pity cause even I don't care a shell of a man left bare I'm a social decay for a rotten cavity I'm a broken branch on the family tree Never showed love just authority now I'm a cancer on society I'm a normal looking man with a demon's heart reek hell upon the cities till the world is scarred A father's disgrace shows in your face regret what you can't erase I know your displeased with the way I live I'm a culture disgust I'm a bastard's kid Emotions amputated now I have no fear now I look around I see clear Angers been repressed for far too long gonna lash out with aggression till the angst is gone |
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