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von Deiner Mam am 27.06.2014 - 00:40 Uhr | melden

Please accept my apologies, wonder what would have been
Would youve been a little angel or an angel of sin?
Tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys
Or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes
I payed for the murder before they determined the sex
Choosing our life over your life meant your death
And you never got a chance to even open your eyes
Sometimes I wonder as a fetus if you fought for your life
Would you have been a little genius in love with math?
Would you have played in your school clothes and made me mad?
Would you have been a little rapper like your poppa The Piper?
Would you have made me quit smokin by finding one of my lighters?
I wonder about your skin tone and shape of your nose?
And the way you would have laughed and talked fast or slow?
Think about it every year, so I picked up a pen
Happy birthday, love you whoever you wouldve been

Happy birthday

All I thought was a dream, make a wish
Was as real as it seemed, happy birthday
All I thought was a dream, make a wish
Was as real as it seemed, I made a mistake

Ive got a million excuses to why you died
And other people got their own reasons for homicide
Whos to say it wouldve worked and whos to say it wouldnt have?
I was young and strugglin but old enough to be your dad
The fear of being a father has never disappeared
Pondering frequently while Im sippin on my beer
My vision of a family was artificial and fake
So when it came time to create I made a mistake
Now youve got a little brother, maybe hes really you?
Maybe you really forgave us knowin we was confused?
Maybe every time that he smiles its you proudly
Knowin that your fathers doin the right thing now?
I never tell a woman what to do with her body
But if she dont love children then we cant party
Think about it every year, so I picked up a pen
Happy birthday, love you whoever you wouldve been

Happy birthday

All I thought was a dream, make a wish
Was as real as it seemed, happy birthday
All I thought was a dream, yeah, make a wish
Was as real as it seemed, I made a mistake

And from the heavens to the womb to the heavens again
From the endin to the endin, never got to begin
Maybe one day we could meet face to face?
In a place without time and space, happy birthday
From the heavens to the womb to the heavens again
From the endin to the endin, never got to begin
Maybe one day we could meet face to face
In a place without time and space, happy birthday
All I thought was a dream, make a wish
Was as real as it seemed, happy birthday
All I thought was a dream, make a wish
Was as real as it seemed, I made a mistake

Flipsyde