Wool Sweater
Talks about the black sheep in the family. The one who gets neglected the most no matter how hard they try to stand out.
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I'm tired of trying to please people because my efforts are never enough
y'all hate me and despite that i still show love
this bigger man shit is too much
my own blood don't even show me affection and i think im to blame
so how a bitch gone love me when im expecting her to do the same
I'm the black sheep the family didn't want to keep
a stain who nobody notice im feeling so hopeless
why they glorify you if you praise worthy this is my story
and i ain't never had the glory
i never hear my name in conversation if i died would y'all even miss me
because i been contemplating
these little things get to me and fill me with hate
but at the same time why can't y'all tell me I'm great
or that I'm good enough why y'all leave me out the basket of bread
i wanna win too i mess up one time now all i hear is
i don't know what got into you i fucking hate this bracket
this public shame got me hiding my face in my jacket
wiping tears and snot inside my hood so they don't see that I'm crackin
in the back seat letting the sound of the engine mask my cry of sorrow
praying to god i don't see tomorrow
you can't hear my pain you don't see my shame
if i took my life today would anything even change
i got a feeling my face on a t-shirt won't justify all the tears i cried
but maybe you were right
maybe i do just want attention but lets not neglect to mention
how im craving shit that i never had I'm still that lil boy who grew up without a dad
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