- Daddy's Little Girl 歌词 Speech Debelle
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- Speech Debelle Daddy's Little Girl 歌词
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- Daddy I think
I love you cause
I hate you so much that
I must love you
I put mommy above youcause she played her position and loved meunconditionally like you never have
I wasn’t that bad
I wasn’t no
Damien child theonly way
I could have been is cause you birth me
Hurt me scarred me so deeply
I have troublecommitting to any man cause
I think he’sgonna leave me
Like you left me and mommyevery birthday to see you would make me so happy
One day in the year and you couldn’t come checkme to busy to come check me
The way you affect me
I’m constantly fighting to not affect me
I thought it was cool it didn’t bother me
I only realise like last week
I was talking to
Shorts about slush puppies hementioned my father and were was he
Subconsciously my head tilted like a lover that’s been jilted
I speak painfully whenever
I think of you myeyes start to squint whenever
I vision you
Like the visions
I see are visions of evil
But still
I could be wrong in my visions of what your like
But I can’t really remember what you look like
I am daddy's little girl
That makes me tough
He never held my hand
I am daddy's little girl
That makes me tough
I hope you can understand
Have you never considered your old ageflipping through the papers for the racing page
Looking at pennies to put a bet up in the bookies
Looking at women but too old for the nookie
Can’t get a cookie out of any cookie jaryour spars them pass on long time star
Wish you could spar with the spar themca white rum by yourself it just cant get you charged
Looked upon by youths who pass you andbarge like old man move these premonitions
I give to you
Without any charge that’s free old boy like a hug from you old boy
Like a kiss any the cheek sayinghow was school old boy or happy birthday me old boy
But still you’re an old boy grey hair fill your head like an old man
When your hands them a shake who’s gonna hold your hand
I guess it will be one of my eight siblings yeaeight six different mothers straight
I didn’t grow with them
I hardly know them myflesh and my blood to me that’s heart breaking
I wanna link them
I hope they patience and ovastanding
To know when
I’m standing face to face with them
I feel abandoned
I see my father in the eyes and
I just can’t stand him
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