I am from a dad who showed me Любовь –till I turned four
--A navy man with no еще room for me
To burned bridges with family, Друзья and loved ones
From the chilly blue ocean, days spent at the golden beach,
And time spent hiding from the world
From days spent with despair and wishes for death
To days with unending laughter and forced smiles
The hopes of tomorrow being destroyed
And memories that become tarnished
From helping raise four younger siblings
And growing up too fast
To begging my friend not to die
From my tears, joy, and fears
To finding the Father who always loved me
From being too terrified to say anything and crying too much
To a girl who shares little and writes about everything
From days spent rolling in the grass, feeding Лошади hay,
And playing with the animals
To being cooped up in the city
With no open spaces to roam and run through
From being forgotten by everyone
To becoming someone to be loved
If only everyone could see
The real me and where I come from
--A navy man with no еще room for me
To burned bridges with family, Друзья and loved ones
From the chilly blue ocean, days spent at the golden beach,
And time spent hiding from the world
From days spent with despair and wishes for death
To days with unending laughter and forced smiles
The hopes of tomorrow being destroyed
And memories that become tarnished
From helping raise four younger siblings
And growing up too fast
To begging my friend not to die
From my tears, joy, and fears
To finding the Father who always loved me
From being too terrified to say anything and crying too much
To a girl who shares little and writes about everything
From days spent rolling in the grass, feeding Лошади hay,
And playing with the animals
To being cooped up in the city
With no open spaces to roam and run through
From being forgotten by everyone
To becoming someone to be loved
If only everyone could see
The real me and where I come from
It’s raining on my window pane,
Inside this house looks so lame.
I’m so funny, so bored hunni.
Nothing much to do but to be a horn dog,
Being bored makes me write in my log.
Are we counting up или down?
Nothing seems to go around.
Boredom, Ты don’t like him.
Boredom, Ты wanna shoot him.
Don’t make that move.
Ты get in trouble when looking for fun,
Ты get so tired when the день is done.
Soon as Ты get in bed,
Ты remember what should be done instead.
Just forget the problem.
Get a goodnight sleep and dream.
Forget about the boring adventure,
Ты should’ve discovered something in nature.
Boredom, forget them.
Boredom, sleep before the morning.
Inside this house looks so lame.
I’m so funny, so bored hunni.
Nothing much to do but to be a horn dog,
Being bored makes me write in my log.
Are we counting up или down?
Nothing seems to go around.
Boredom, Ты don’t like him.
Boredom, Ты wanna shoot him.
Don’t make that move.
Ты get in trouble when looking for fun,
Ты get so tired when the день is done.
Soon as Ты get in bed,
Ты remember what should be done instead.
Just forget the problem.
Get a goodnight sleep and dream.
Forget about the boring adventure,
Ты should’ve discovered something in nature.
Boredom, forget them.
Boredom, sleep before the morning.