Driving to the school
Signing me up
We go back home
Everything is fine
I listen to the radio
And eat my breakfast
Two hours later
Hear her cryin
I ask Whats wrong
And she says shes fine
She comes home with my brother
Puffy eyes
And her tear stained face
I wait.
She Said
"You and your brother are leaving"
Next thing I know
Im in the back of a White car
My brother right beside me
And mine and his stuff in the back
He gets dropped off
He is with a nice family
A preacher and his wife
His curly headed daughter to.
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I was dropped off at an office
I walk in and sit down
Holding my brothers picture
The only thing holding me
Is a chipped support beam
And it might fall down soon
Cause he might grow up
barely knowing me
And that makes the life
Drain from inside me
Whatever is left
Is already draining.
If the whole isnt plugged soon
There will be no more left of me.
