Daddy didn't love me and mommy didn't care
But I guess they got to fucking cause I'm still standing here
A 200 month old fetus that slid from the ham's hock
With too many memories I've been trying hard to block
No more you, no more pain, no more zoned out fucking brain
No more mom no more dad but am I still sane
NO I AINT
Shouted my brain
NO I AINT
Cause I don't act plain
NO I AINT
Cause I recognize my pain
No I aint No I aint
But I'm gonna make it rain
I'm not original
I think my words are replayed
All my songs are similar
Cause all they are is pain
From my family to my girl probs it's all just the same
Just a moaning little whiner that gave up on praying
But NO I AINT
Imma do some shit about it
NO I AINT
Rather than moan about it
NO I AINT
I want to move past the pain
And get to the talking
That I do so much in vain
I may mock the world
But what's wrong is also right
Nothing's one or the other
It's a mix of both inside
I Hate it and Love it and Approve my Denial
You should write this shit down, I want it on my file
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