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von Tastes Like Chicken

He Always Seemed To Be Lost In The Depths Of Misery
A Child With A Problem, A Dark Look And A Grimace...
Almost Every Night His Step Dad Sneaks Into His Bedroom
A Poor Little Kid Without Choice, With No Rights...
At The Age Of Five You're Not Strong Enough To Fight
Against Some Circumstances And Against Some Of The Trials Of Life...
A Sick Step Dad And Years Of Dreadful Silence,
An Uncaring Mom: "it's Not That Serious, Tomorrow You'll Feel Better..."
Until The Day The Kid Realized He Has Enough,
He Took A Gun And Then His Step Dad Hit The Ground...
So Many Years Of Despondency Seemed To Ebb Away:
"if You Need Help, Forget Me And Ask For Someone Else..."
He Felt So Free, At Least For A Second
Then Desperation Bursted Out, He Knew He Would Never Find Peace...
He Felt So Free, When He Pulled It Again
"goodbye Beloved Family, Goodbye Everybody Guess I See You In Hell"
Goodbye...