Read Wiped in Blue Lyrics
| Song | Read Wiped in Blue |
| Artist | Eyedea & Abilities |
| Album | First Born |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Abilities, Eyedea | |
| I never knew my mom, once I was born she was dead | |
| She never wanted me. At least that's what my dad said | |
| He said she was polluted, ignorant, uncivilized | |
| And that was roughly the outline of what he beat into my head | |
| I grew up in a house with more rooms than I could count | |
| No siblings, just strangers always moving in and out | |
| My dad hated all our neighbors | |
| Had they stepped on his prophets they'd be finished | |
| 'Cause getting his is what he was about | |
| Ever since his birth, he was a nuisance to humanity | |
| I wish he died instead of mom. Maybe then I'd love family | |
| But I'd smile at pops, concealing that feeling of, "I hate you." | |
| Each day he'd wear the same three colors, with the same suit | |
| And mother would come to me when I would close my eyes and sink | |
| To the thought of her beautiful voice, and the lullabies she'd sing | |
| 'Til I was sound asleep. Then I'd awake and she'd be gone | |
| My whole life, my soul echoed her songs | |
| I guess the grass is always greener on the other side | |
| And intangible experience structures one leviathan | |
| From the Koran to leprechauns | |
| Since when did America fall in between Lebanon and Ireland? | |
| [chorus x2] | |
| Mamma was a lullaby, Daddy was a melting pot | |
| Angel in my father's eyes, only 'cause it helps him rot | |
| Freedom screams through a sky, wounded by a culture shock | |
| Mamma was a lullaby, Daddy was a melting pot | |
| His philosophy was to be up, you gotta push someone down | |
| That was all I knew 'cause that was all I was around | |
| I found the flaws in his methods from the cause in myself | |
| Father Diablo: Only an uncle to every one else | |
| He taught me how to talk without looking in your eyes | |
| Gave me a nine to five, made me ignore the lullabies | |
| A puddle of the dried tears shade me colorless | |
| And categorize me as a baby failing to realize how far away his mother is | |
| Our relationship hovered with strength, even though it's invisible | |
| Hard to quit hearing her poetry. Piercing emotions leak | |
| With the notes she hits I float, defying gravitation | |
| The only mom I have is in my imagination. So it goes | |
| [chorus] | |
| One day daddy's gonna die, choking on the gun he bought | |
| And when that day comes I shall return to my mother | |
| And we'll walk hand in hand straight to heaven | |
| And when the clouds part, I'll tell her that I love her | |
| And she'll accept with an open heart. No question | |
| Unless dad was right, and she really was a monster | |
| Maybe her silhouette reflects the hell of his own childhood | |
| Maybe she's so insane, no one cared to help | |
| But if nothing else on this earth could mend her spirit, I bet my smile could | |
| The volumes of her songs decreased the older that I grew | |
| Daddy became my only influence of attitude | |
| Now I'm robotically imperialistic, and careless of people | |
| A trait inherited by my parent's omnipotent ego | |
| His symbol's the eagle, but his child isn't free | |
| You'll see no sign around my neck saying I'm proud to be me | |
| I'm not grown up, the concept of adulthood is dead | |
| He left scars on my back when my notebook was read | |
| I guess the grass is always greener on the other side | |
| And intangible experience structures one leviathan | |
| From the Koran to leprechauns | |
| Since when did America fall in between Lebanon and Ireland? | |
| [chorus] | |
| Daddy don't think that I forgot |
| zuo qu : Abilities, Eyedea | |
| I never knew my mom, once I was born she was dead | |
| She never wanted me. At least that' s what my dad said | |
| He said she was polluted, ignorant, uncivilized | |
| And that was roughly the outline of what he beat into my head | |
| I grew up in a house with more rooms than I could count | |
| No siblings, just strangers always moving in and out | |
| My dad hated all our neighbors | |
| Had they stepped on his prophets they' d be finished | |
| ' Cause getting his is what he was about | |
| Ever since his birth, he was a nuisance to humanity | |
| I wish he died instead of mom. Maybe then I' d love family | |
| But I' d smile at pops, concealing that feeling of, " I hate you." | |
| Each day he' d wear the same three colors, with the same suit | |
| And mother would come to me when I would close my eyes and sink | |
| To the thought of her beautiful voice, and the lullabies she' d sing | |
| ' Til I was sound asleep. Then I' d awake and she' d be gone | |
| My whole life, my soul echoed her songs | |
| I guess the grass is always greener on the other side | |
| And intangible experience structures one leviathan | |
| From the Koran to leprechauns | |
| Since when did America fall in between Lebanon and Ireland? | |
| chorus x2 | |
| Mamma was a lullaby, Daddy was a melting pot | |
| Angel in my father' s eyes, only ' cause it helps him rot | |
| Freedom screams through a sky, wounded by a culture shock | |
| Mamma was a lullaby, Daddy was a melting pot | |
| His philosophy was to be up, you gotta push someone down | |
| That was all I knew ' cause that was all I was around | |
| I found the flaws in his methods from the cause in myself | |
| Father Diablo: Only an uncle to every one else | |
| He taught me how to talk without looking in your eyes | |
| Gave me a nine to five, made me ignore the lullabies | |
| A puddle of the dried tears shade me colorless | |
| And categorize me as a baby failing to realize how far away his mother is | |
| Our relationship hovered with strength, even though it' s invisible | |
| Hard to quit hearing her poetry. Piercing emotions leak | |
| With the notes she hits I float, defying gravitation | |
| The only mom I have is in my imagination. So it goes | |
| chorus | |
| One day daddy' s gonna die, choking on the gun he bought | |
| And when that day comes I shall return to my mother | |
| And we' ll walk hand in hand straight to heaven | |
| And when the clouds part, I' ll tell her that I love her | |
| And she' ll accept with an open heart. No question | |
| Unless dad was right, and she really was a monster | |
| Maybe her silhouette reflects the hell of his own childhood | |
| Maybe she' s so insane, no one cared to help | |
| But if nothing else on this earth could mend her spirit, I bet my smile could | |
| The volumes of her songs decreased the older that I grew | |
| Daddy became my only influence of attitude | |
| Now I' m robotically imperialistic, and careless of people | |
| A trait inherited by my parent' s omnipotent ego | |
| His symbol' s the eagle, but his child isn' t free | |
| You' ll see no sign around my neck saying I' m proud to be me | |
| I' m not grown up, the concept of adulthood is dead | |
| He left scars on my back when my notebook was read | |
| I guess the grass is always greener on the other side | |
| And intangible experience structures one leviathan | |
| From the Koran to leprechauns | |
| Since when did America fall in between Lebanon and Ireland? | |
| chorus | |
| Daddy don' t think that I forgot |
| zuò qǔ : Abilities, Eyedea | |
| I never knew my mom, once I was born she was dead | |
| She never wanted me. At least that' s what my dad said | |
| He said she was polluted, ignorant, uncivilized | |
| And that was roughly the outline of what he beat into my head | |
| I grew up in a house with more rooms than I could count | |
| No siblings, just strangers always moving in and out | |
| My dad hated all our neighbors | |
| Had they stepped on his prophets they' d be finished | |
| ' Cause getting his is what he was about | |
| Ever since his birth, he was a nuisance to humanity | |
| I wish he died instead of mom. Maybe then I' d love family | |
| But I' d smile at pops, concealing that feeling of, " I hate you." | |
| Each day he' d wear the same three colors, with the same suit | |
| And mother would come to me when I would close my eyes and sink | |
| To the thought of her beautiful voice, and the lullabies she' d sing | |
| ' Til I was sound asleep. Then I' d awake and she' d be gone | |
| My whole life, my soul echoed her songs | |
| I guess the grass is always greener on the other side | |
| And intangible experience structures one leviathan | |
| From the Koran to leprechauns | |
| Since when did America fall in between Lebanon and Ireland? | |
| chorus x2 | |
| Mamma was a lullaby, Daddy was a melting pot | |
| Angel in my father' s eyes, only ' cause it helps him rot | |
| Freedom screams through a sky, wounded by a culture shock | |
| Mamma was a lullaby, Daddy was a melting pot | |
| His philosophy was to be up, you gotta push someone down | |
| That was all I knew ' cause that was all I was around | |
| I found the flaws in his methods from the cause in myself | |
| Father Diablo: Only an uncle to every one else | |
| He taught me how to talk without looking in your eyes | |
| Gave me a nine to five, made me ignore the lullabies | |
| A puddle of the dried tears shade me colorless | |
| And categorize me as a baby failing to realize how far away his mother is | |
| Our relationship hovered with strength, even though it' s invisible | |
| Hard to quit hearing her poetry. Piercing emotions leak | |
| With the notes she hits I float, defying gravitation | |
| The only mom I have is in my imagination. So it goes | |
| chorus | |
| One day daddy' s gonna die, choking on the gun he bought | |
| And when that day comes I shall return to my mother | |
| And we' ll walk hand in hand straight to heaven | |
| And when the clouds part, I' ll tell her that I love her | |
| And she' ll accept with an open heart. No question | |
| Unless dad was right, and she really was a monster | |
| Maybe her silhouette reflects the hell of his own childhood | |
| Maybe she' s so insane, no one cared to help | |
| But if nothing else on this earth could mend her spirit, I bet my smile could | |
| The volumes of her songs decreased the older that I grew | |
| Daddy became my only influence of attitude | |
| Now I' m robotically imperialistic, and careless of people | |
| A trait inherited by my parent' s omnipotent ego | |
| His symbol' s the eagle, but his child isn' t free | |
| You' ll see no sign around my neck saying I' m proud to be me | |
| I' m not grown up, the concept of adulthood is dead | |
| He left scars on my back when my notebook was read | |
| I guess the grass is always greener on the other side | |
| And intangible experience structures one leviathan | |
| From the Koran to leprechauns | |
| Since when did America fall in between Lebanon and Ireland? | |
| chorus | |
| Daddy don' t think that I forgot |
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