Unseen
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โฑ๏ธ 4:06 duration
๐ ID: 14277174
๐ Lyrics
When you first went to school
You were in good spirits
Didn't take long until you start'(ed) to fear it
Being bullied on your way home, first grader
Aggression grows inside
Until you burst a little later
Despite the secrets that you kept
You either join or you're fucking stabbed
Hey parents, happy with your job?
You said the kids are fine
No they're not
No friends, No love
Nobody to talk to
And your brother shows you how to fight
Loose ends, Closed doors
And the shit that you walk through
Turnoff to happiness is out of sight
Depressive at the age of 6
Imitating what you see
Trying to get your fix
The struggle is real
Cause you just don't wanna be like them
You feel unseen
Don't wanna be like them
Just don't wanna be like them
Don't wanna be like them
Just don't wanna be like them
You're not the only one having a hard time
Growing up, with mother and father not showing up
There's that boy whose talents are still ignored
Wishing for clothes that he cannot afford, no
His mama's beaten every other day
He hides inside his room, covers up and plays GTA
The knife in his drawer is close
And you still think our kids are okay?
No friends, No love
Nobody to talk to
And your brother shows you how to fight
Loose ends, Closed doors
And the shit that you walk through
Turnoff to happiness is out of sight
Depressive at the age of 6
Imitating what you see
Trying to get your fix
The struggle is real
Cause you just don't wanna be like them
You feel unseen
Don't wanna be like them
Don't wanna be like them
Just don't wanna be like them
Don't wanna be like them
Just don't wanna be like them
No friends, No love
Nobody to talk to
And your brother shows you how to fight
Loose ends, Closed doors
And the shit that you walk through
Turnoff to happiness is out of sight
Suicidal at the age of 6
Imitating what you see
Trying to get your fix
The struggle is real
Cause you just don't wanna be like them
You feel unseen
You're not the only one having a hard time
Growing up, with mother and father not showing up
There's that boy whose talents are still ignored
Wishing for clothes that he cannot afford
His mama's beaten every other day
He hides inside his room, covers up and plays GTA
The knife in his hands hold tight
And you still think our kids are alright?
You were in good spirits
Didn't take long until you start'(ed) to fear it
Being bullied on your way home, first grader
Aggression grows inside
Until you burst a little later
Despite the secrets that you kept
You either join or you're fucking stabbed
Hey parents, happy with your job?
You said the kids are fine
No they're not
No friends, No love
Nobody to talk to
And your brother shows you how to fight
Loose ends, Closed doors
And the shit that you walk through
Turnoff to happiness is out of sight
Depressive at the age of 6
Imitating what you see
Trying to get your fix
The struggle is real
Cause you just don't wanna be like them
You feel unseen
Don't wanna be like them
Just don't wanna be like them
Don't wanna be like them
Just don't wanna be like them
You're not the only one having a hard time
Growing up, with mother and father not showing up
There's that boy whose talents are still ignored
Wishing for clothes that he cannot afford, no
His mama's beaten every other day
He hides inside his room, covers up and plays GTA
The knife in his drawer is close
And you still think our kids are okay?
No friends, No love
Nobody to talk to
And your brother shows you how to fight
Loose ends, Closed doors
And the shit that you walk through
Turnoff to happiness is out of sight
Depressive at the age of 6
Imitating what you see
Trying to get your fix
The struggle is real
Cause you just don't wanna be like them
You feel unseen
Don't wanna be like them
Don't wanna be like them
Just don't wanna be like them
Don't wanna be like them
Just don't wanna be like them
No friends, No love
Nobody to talk to
And your brother shows you how to fight
Loose ends, Closed doors
And the shit that you walk through
Turnoff to happiness is out of sight
Suicidal at the age of 6
Imitating what you see
Trying to get your fix
The struggle is real
Cause you just don't wanna be like them
You feel unseen
You're not the only one having a hard time
Growing up, with mother and father not showing up
There's that boy whose talents are still ignored
Wishing for clothes that he cannot afford
His mama's beaten every other day
He hides inside his room, covers up and plays GTA
The knife in his hands hold tight
And you still think our kids are alright?