Bài hát A Tale By Quincy Báo Lỗi

Looking back now

I didn't know

What it was supposed to be

And and it's like raising kids man

If you weren't raised

They don't know

How to raise you know

I just did the best

That I could with them

Because they know

Fuckin' well I love them

But I didn't do

The best I could

I didn't know

What the fuck

I was doing I didn't

I will never forget

Watching my mother

Get put in a straightjacket

And taken out of my home

When I was only

Seven years old

She was diagnosed

With Dementia praecox

And put in a mental institution

Leaving my daddy alone

With me and my little brothеr Lloyd

I later had an evil stepmothеr

Who further cemented the idea

That I didn't need a mother

Growing up without one

Had long lasting impressions

I didn't fully understand

Until much later in life

It bled into my relationships

With family and those

I had became romantically involved with

Whenever I got too close

To a woman

I would cut her off

Part of that was vindictive

And partially based on fear

But it was also totally subconsious

Looking back is a bitch innit