Well, Good Riddance Original
Recent events have got me thinking a lot about my childhood. It made me dig up this song, change it up a bit and finally finish it. (Sorry about the end 😅 I spent about 2 and 1/2 hours trying to get it right) 🖤🤠
Lyrics:
I couldn't afford braces when I was just a kid
So I wore crooked smile and hated everything I did
I'd come home with bruises cuz the kids they weren't too kind
It wasn't any kind of metaphor when I was the punchline
I was told to keep quiet
CPS is on the line
Tell your sister that you love her Pretend everything is fine
I still got to see my father once a week when I was nine
Had to separate my homes And leave my feelings all behind
It's too late for being sad
I'm grown now I can't be mad
It's too late for wishing different
Well it's all gone, well good riddance
I learned to suffer in silence And love like no one's there
Cuz if anyone ever was They'd always disappear
Learn to sell myself short To live another day
Learn to lose what I could When I had to run away
I fought with myself Until the war was done
Then I looked in the mirror Couldn't tell who had won
I guess it goes to show You can't fight what you don't know
who I am today Well just I'm reaping what I sow
It's too late for being sad
I'm grown now I can't be mad
It's too late for wishing different
Well it's all gone, well good riddance
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#folkmusic #countrymusic #country #guitar
26 окт 2023
