Owe from IZ by Hell Nancy

I wish you could know how much I owe to you
In the saddest songs I hear your story ring through
Think about you as a young man
Maybe my age or in the same place
Under red light you saw him shine
Maybe tonight, he'll make it alright

I didn't ask you to bring me into this world
Just being around you my eyes watered and fists curled
Think about you holding my hand
Shaking and frail in the hospital
The ones who told you to fear for your soul
If I find them, gunna put 'em in a six foot hole

You are Whole

Half your height now
White and worn out
Back bent, feet flat from the weight of your shame

None of your children want you...

Living in pain

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