Ever since the 4th grade it was clear to me
That life isn’t always fair, and nothing comes for free
And if it does come free, than it ain’t without a price
One you pay for later on, ‘N never know you rolled the dice
And there’s no real way to plan for this game called life
Not Candyland, but wouldn’t it be nice?
Just a kid with no siblings from a broken home
And despite my parents efforts, still felt all alone
In my room by myself with my toys I’d make believe
Me and Luke Skywalker, escape reality
But sometimes it just wasn’t enough to pretend
Overhearing my parents argue, just never seemed to end
And school sure as hell wasn’t any place I wanna be
Since I was born with these ****en crosshairs stuck to me
Just a big sign on my forehead that I seem to be bound
“I’m socially awkward” it read, “are there any bullies around?”
I remember the days I’d come home break down and just cry
And there was nothing I could do, except pray that I’d die
And whether or not I admit it, it affects who I am
Like when I heard ‘bout VTech and didn’t give a damn
Not proud to admit it, and I knew it was wrong
But I know what it’s like to feel you never belong
Damn, I know it’s insane
But if you just could have been there, **** it
Why even try an explain?