Idea:Me Info: Just a song about Mateo Garcia and his family
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... Four years old With my back to the door All I could hear was the family war
The only thing that resonated in the ears of young Mateo Garcia, a mere 5-year-old, were the echoes of his Mother and Tía engaged in a heated argument. Consumed by guilt, he shouldered the blame throughout the entire ordeal.
Your selfish hands Always expecting more
Despite Mateo's best efforts, he was unjustly cast aside, only to face another blow when his mother fell ill.
Am I your child? Or just a charity award?
Mateo found himself compelled to carry out every task within the household, leading him to question his true identity as Austin's child or merely a recipient of pity. The weight of uncertainty grew heavier as he reflected on the fact that he was merely nine years old when his mother tragically passed away.
10 years later You have a hollowed out heart But it's heavy in your chest
Mateo, who is now fifteen years old, bears numerous scars. However, his abuelo remains unaware of this fact. One day, Mateo quietly entered his abuelo's room and proceeded to use his computer. Curiosity led him to search, "Is it common for fathers to despise their sons?" As he browsed through various websites, he couldn't help but ponder, "No? But what about my own father?"
Yah, I tried so hard to fight it
Despite Mateo's best efforts to avoid confrontation, he finds it impossible to resist, leaving him feeling utterly powerless.
But it's hopeless, hopeless!
Despite Mateo's relentless efforts to mend his relationship with his father, he couldn't help but feel utterly useless and like a hopeless loser.
You're hopeless
Mateo vividly recalls the countless instances when his father subjected him to physical abuse and relentless verbal assaults, reaching a point where he simply couldn't endure it any longer.
Oh, father Please, father I'd love to leave you alone But I can't let you go
Mateo stood outside his room in the living room, watching his sisters filled with immense joy. Suddenly, his father appeared, causing all his sisters to break down in tears. "Papa!" Mateo whispered, his voice filled with mixed emotions. Diego, his Abuelo, gently placed a hand on Mateo's shoulder. "I had to kick him out, he had become an arrogant alcoholic," Diego explained. Mateo nodded in agreement, his tone reflecting understanding.
(In Encanto) Oh, father Please, father Put the bottle down
Mateo strolled alongside Mirabel, his newfound girlfriend, until his gaze fell upon his father, gleefully accompanied by another woman and their own children. A flood of memories, the ones Mateo never had the chance to create with his father, overwhelmed him. He turned to Mirabel, his voice filled with a mix of emotions, and said, "Mi amor, remember my father, the one who abandoned us years ago? That's him."
It's been five years Since we've spoken last And you can't take back What we never had
It has been five months since he last spoke to his father. He can't recall the last time his father showed him love, until he unexpectedly ran into him. "It's been five months, Austin! Five months!" His father turned towards him, stuttering, "M-Mateo?" Mateo interrupted with a firm tone, saying, "Enough!"
Oh, I can be manipulated Only so many times Before even "I love you" Starts to sound like a lie
Austin caught sight of his son and put on a facade of joy, pretending to be happy to see him. However, Mateo was not fooled for a second. "Don't try to act all paternal with me," he snapped, his tone laced with bitterness. He then went on, "I can't even tell if my girlfriends truly love me or if it's all just a sham."
You have a hollowed out heart But it's heavy in your chest I tried so hard to fight it
Mateo exclaimed, "I exerted immense effort to earn your approval, father, or should I even address you as such?!"
But it's hopeless, hopeless
"You're incredibly selfish!" Mateo shouted angrily. "Hopeless, selfish drunk!" Mirabel intervened, holding his arms. "Matt, let's leave," Mateo pleaded. "Mira, please," he added. Mirabel sighed in resignation. "Alright, my love." Mirabel sighed once more and walked away as the two continued to argue. Mateo had finally reached his limit. "Mira, my love, let's go," he said with a firm tone.
Your hopeless
His father's final words echoed through the air before forcefully striking him, propelling him forcefully into the ground.
