Family picnic
(Warrant)
Mother should know father should go
Battered dreams and broken bones
Living hell when he¹s at home
Fell so much pain
I¹m not to blame
Cannot move cannot breathe
He should die instead of me
Some break away
Some choose to stay
But every scream kept inside
Leaves a scar either way
Chorus
We are on our own
We all die alone
Black eyes broken truth
I¹m still bleeding from a wasted youth
Welcome, to my family picnic
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