Some of the thickest blood runs so red in the mud,
Covering deep the roots of this tree, hiding the scars that I keep.
When all the years and the tears, and all the sick shit you’ve done.
All this hatred and envy, and fucked up history, it runs.
Iv given you my all, given the love that I had,
And what you did with it ma, well im fuckin lucky im glad.
You selfish bitch, you took the youth I had and you fuckin threw it away,
And I cried and I cried each day lonely and empty inside,
When you abandoned, and stranded, and left us to die.
And where did I turn but to give you a chance,
But at the turn of a moment, and at the turn of a glance.
This sinful pride you hide, with each fake faulty husband you trust
You betrayed our trust, with all of your greed and lust
There were nights when we starved, nights with no lights,
And then there were times when we would pray for no fights.
And for all of this pain I had something to gain.
And in my life I was given a chance, man I was given a choice.
I could sever this noose, and forever silence the noise.
If I could say goodbye, and merely throw you away,
Or keep you as close, and be this pains only prey.

If I left you behind if I could make that decision,
It be like cutting the cord with one fast incision.
I’d be free from the bullshit, free from your torment,
And I never have to deal with all your disappointment.
For the years I didn’t have to listen to you,
And now im better than ever, better its true.
That’s why im takin this time, takin you outta my head,
Get ready ma, your gona wish I was dead.
For im hittin the road, leavin your bullshit behind, to turn poison to gold,
Cause you’re the reason im empty, ma you’re the reason im cold.
And don’t try and stop me, don’t even fuckin bother,
Cause ma youll never stack to my loving father.
Through the years and the blood, through the struggle and fight,
If I make the choice if I take it now, then all this ends tonight.
Then this past is a story, and my story is past,
And I cant believe that it’s fuckin over at last.

Now on the other hand im thinking ma, ya I have a lot to remember,
The fact you brought me into this world on a lonely December.
Ya I know that you are what god gave me to save,
Ya I know that im the one to redeem the wrongs in this dream.
I feel like a son who should be there, for whatevers left of this nightmare,
To help you through the times I thought we left behind.
But ma its hard to keep you round when this pain is so rooted in the ground.
They say if I chose to forgive if I chose to forget,
That maybe the tables would turn of this relation we’ve yet met.
People will say that over the years this machine would change gears
And maybe all the waiting and hating they say would pay off,
Because in the time I have sat I have been given a home,
Even though most of the time I was left here alone.

So truth be told at the end of this day,
Mother by the strike of night youll know how we end.
There is no more false covers, ma there is no more pretend.
My mind is making my choice, its following my voice.
Now well just have to see,
If I keep the chains on me,
Or I set myself free.