作词：Ghost Style
作曲：Eddie

Why can't people ever listen
To their feelings Woe woe
And why can't people ever understand
The meanings Woe Woe
Rap: Uh, know what's inside
Everybody looking round while she cries
Cold hands in her hands ain't so nice
No more songs from her lifeless eyes
She was her Mom through all the hard times
Bought her candy at the check out lines
Lost her Daddy when she was nine
Now no one left now yo let's rewind
Back a few days you can say ill fate
No job, no love and living in a rough place
Husband passed and hard to replace
There's her new boyfriend calling her names
Verbal abuse breaks her like a law
Makes on her body nobody saw
Switched his fists to her daughter
Pushed to the edge that was the last straw
Stabbed him with a screwdriver
Desperate rage it was so raw
With that act on her future
Jumped out the window to end it all
Before she jumped she looked at her child and said “sorry”
Their eyes connected, their hearts connected And the girl replied,
“I love you Mommy.”
Why can't people ever listen
To their feelings Woe woe
And why can't people ever understand
The meanings Woe Woe
Rap: Just another two young friends
Living their life's unconsciously
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6 packs of K, 5 pills of E
Let's get a girl and have a party
Open Chat it's getting late
High school girl will compensate
She'll be over round midnight
Yo get the drugs let's do this right
Ring the bell and pull her in
Straight away some K and a shot of gin
Next a beer and then an E
So much fun first time 3P
So young, so firm, so rough and so sweet
And in the heat of it all the girl OD
Oh Sh*t!
Yo zip back the pants
Put her in the tube, think up a plan
“F*ck! We're going to jail,
Pass me a knife and a water pail”
Blood and guts is everywhere
“What's that stink?” “F*ck knows, who cares!”
Just so high but it's such a nightmare
Lost in hell, “Yo, you scalped her hair.”
Blood and flesh into the bucket 5am to the local market
Emptied on top of the butcher's meat
Got back home and couldn't sleep
Paranoid dementia the comedown was steep
They left a blood trail to the house
Ding dong the Police.
Why can't people ever listen
To their feelings Woe woe
And why can't people ever understand
The meanings Woe Woe
Why can't people ever listen
To their feelings Woe woe
And why can't people ever understand
The meanings Woe Woe