Little People-The Procussions
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TXT Little People-The Procussions 文本歌词
Little People - The Procussions
Lyrics by：Jason Christopher Medeiros/Brian Roberson/Nathaniel Harvey
Composed by：Brian Roberson
Envision the prison of age
Where the apparent disposition
Is that of a parrot commissioned to live in a cage
Who hit's the parents when decisions are made
To not listen and they got
Their fists in opposition to fair play
Must be in your submission to rage
You became a victim the same way
The system done gave way
Inflicting the same pain
Your convicted and can't blame
Recondition your brain till your convinced you can't change
Understandably wishin' family
Tradition won't land you in a position
Where you feelin' the rain
Lonely without a home 'cause now your child's grown
Wearing a milestone like it's the only tie you own
Crying when your alone
Hoping that God forgives you wondering if your kids do
No one should have to live through
The violence that you been through
The fight that's still within you
It's time to make things right
And free the child that lives in you
Hear me
Hear me see me see me
Do you even know I'm still breathing
I listen to the sounds of a TV
The only thing that really wants to reach me
Daddy listen
Daddy listen
Mommy please
Mommy please
There must be a better way to raise me
I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
Into a silence that kills me
There Billy stands in twenty below gripping his coat
That froze two hours ago
Dramatic I know but cold ain't it
Seven year old's waiting
Takes another look at a picture that lost time painted
We say put it away I can't look at it
The truth stings a little when you look at it
We're creating a mold of bad habit's
When the teacher got eleven year old's that blast at 'em
And the world tunes in just then
Listening to every word that he should have heard at age ten
Then daddy wonders where it all began
He could call you a father
But couldn't really ever call you a friend
You worked hard to provide a home for good living
And you figured that's all that you really had to give 'em
Now if you don't know much know this
All work no play far cry near miss
Hear me
Hear me see me see me
Do you even know I'm still breathing
I listen to the sounds of a TV
The only thing that really wants to reach me
Daddy listen
Daddy listen
Mommy please
Mommy please
There must be a better way to raise me
I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
Into a silence that kills me
Grass will wither and the flowers will fall down
And every man will pass when his number gets called
But when a child takes his life
That type of logic don't work out
A flower never chose to pluck it's own pedals out
And through out of the tears it gets so clear
That the son I held dear I lost somewhere
Between my work passion and a child size casket
Hard to grasp when these dreams keep flashing his
Cold foot hanging from a stainless steel table and
A white sheet stain with a mothers pain a grief
Every day I wake to face this feeling of pain
So I milk the scapegoat to ease
This feeling of blame thinking
What kind of man am I
What kind of mother were you
What kind of life did we subject our child to
Wishing I would have listened
I would have probably seen clues
Praying for salvation that his soul could sure use
Hear me
Hear me see me see me
Do you even know I'm still breathing
I listen to the sounds of a TV
The only thing that really wants to reach me
Daddy listen
Daddy listen
Mommy please
Mommy please
There must be a better way to raise me
I'm yelling till my ears can't hear me
Into a silence that kills me
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