​this is what a rough childhood feels like Clinton Kane

[Verse 1]
It's ten o'clock and the whispers starting
To realize what it always has been
All of the times where we'd sit in silence
The only reason that you'd stop fighting
For silly things like how the glass condenses
Onto the table, we'd never forget this
Was it our fault to think we should've built fences
Around the wooden doors that would just make it?

[Chorus]
Harder for me just to blink
And this anger, we're surrounded
And holes deep, not surfaces
Don't wanna end up like this

[Post-Chorus]
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm

[Verse 2]
Where do I go when this place I call my
Home feels like the opposite? I could’ve sworn I
Saw you pushed her down, I stared, had to leave this gaze prepared
Leave my bedroom clothes unfolded, what’s worst is you were unaware
That she was hurtin of all her things you had to break her
Like trees that started screamin' out with names as thunder
Why did you have to take that ring? Were you just under?
Just give it back and take our lives, let this be over