Torn Roads from Ascension by Petroglyphs

When this began
I was so young
I was broken
The product of a broken home

Ran the streets
Like a fucking nomads
As they say we are born to roam
Can we rebuild
Rebuild our fucking home

Moving on has never seemed so rough
A transition of who I've become
These next steps I will take
Will shape my life
If I stay I might run out of time

Living with a tyrant
Always breathing down my neck
With alcohol in his breath
And a coke binge waiting to be fed
It was apparent
I had to leave this situation

Packed my shit left at 2 a.m
That was the last time that I ever saw him
Years have passed since I seen you're face
To this day you're memory still haunts me

A rage still burns to know as your son that I wasn't worth x2
The chance you never gave me

You are the cloud dwelling over head
The weight on my shoulders

You'll never change
Those who never learn
They make the same mistakes

I tried to warn you
You pushed me away
We don't see eye to eye on anything

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