Prenatal Exposure Lyrics


at the age of twelve you had enough

inner turmoil from the day of birth

you were a stillborn baby

mother didn’t want you

but you were still born

and oh, how you’ve been growing

nurtured into addiction

body mutilated by substance abuse

and only one question remains

who is the father?

the social workers are at a loss

(mother was) impregnated by the dealer

well it wouldn’t help even if they knew

broken

stifled development

empty

while forced to grow up fast

embittered

from their help never actually helping

stimulants

burst blood vessels inside your brain

the body has been sold

and the brown acquired

set the stage for a life of pain and suffering

albeit a short one

life

the greatest gift to give