Hours ticks like dead clocks
I'm running in and out of
old used socks morning hours are away
the night is dark o what a delay
child sleeping in next room,
face tucked deep in the shadows.
Pretty little angel daddy sorry
wish I could hold and kiss you all night but
daddy gotta go gettin sick, mommy keeps
playing little old tricks.
Pain in the heart climbing in car
starting engine voom were off pain
in the heart goodbye daddy's little girl.
Meeting the stop I climb out see mama
strip at her favorite spot. Don't stop now
daddy's on the way and no longer wanting
old stupid play. You'll get what you deserve
people say.
What do you get when you disobey
lieing to me hurting my heart no longer
holding open arms. Goodbye little angel
your all I have daddy gotta fix mama bad ways
I pull out the gun I hide in the back boom
one shoot your mama out flat.
Hear the police come "get on the floor"
one last bullet daddy pulls the trigger boom
daddy's gone.
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