"A Tale by Quincy" Тексты песен

Looking back now, I didn't know what it was supposed to be
And it's like raising kids, man
If you weren't raised, they don't know how to raise, you know?
I just did the best that I could with them because they know fucking well I love them
But I didn't do the best I could, I didn't know what the fuck I was doing, I didn't
I will never forget watching my mother get put in a straightjacket
And taken out of my home when I was only seven years old

She was diagnosed with Dementia praecox, and put in a mental institution
Leaving my daddy alone with me, and my little brothеr Lloyd
I later had an evil stepmothеr who further cemented the idea that I didn't need a mother
Growing up without one had long lasting impressions
I didn't fully understand until much later in life
It bled into my relationships with family, and those I had became romantically involved with
Whenever I got too close to a woman, I would cut her off
Part of that was vindictive, and partially based on fear, but it was also totally subconscious
Looking back is a bitch, innit?