Thursday, April 7, 2011

The Story Lyrics



This is a story, a story about two children and their parents and how they wish they could have one day without abuse, then finally did.

The Story.

A  girl and her brother have two Alcoholic Parents, they are both Divorced, and share soul custody.

Knowing for a fact that the situation these kids live in isn't safe.

Because their parents are so Abusive.

Negative and Intrusive.

Their Mother beats them and gets drunk.

Yet no one does a thing.

Whose gonna bring.

The Justice for these kids?

The Story.

Father tells her to grab him a beer.

As she walks in fear.

Of him trying to get her to drink the bottle.

Doesn't this make you sick?

At night, she wishes her and her brother were out of there.

But whose gonna care?

The Story.

Little Girl and her brother trying to sleep at night, yeah but they can't, because in disrespect their father, and his new girlfriend are loudly having sex in the room down the hall.

Without taking responsibility at all.

For their actions.

It makes sick!

How this shit.

Never ends.

The Story.

Her dad comes home, drinks instead of paying attention to her and her brother.

Dad yells at her mother.

The Story

Of two parents who never cared.

About their children.

When they claimed they did.

But in reality didn't.

Wouldn't, and couldn't.

Because if they did care, you know they wouldn't drink around them.

Beat them, or be abusive towards them.

The Story.

Of how one man stops the abuse.

As he tried to report it to the authorities, but it was no use.

No matter how many times he reported it.

They didn't do a thing.

Like a broken string.

So is their childhoods.

Futures robbed because of Alcohol.

As their parents choose to not do a thing about their addiction at all.

And call.

Me a fool.

While they drink their Alcohol as they watch the TV and drool.

The Story.

Of how one man took these children away from the abuse.

And made drastic mesures to save them.

The Story.

Of how, the day he took them away, the mother put a gun to his head, then he knocked it out of her hands...and ran away with them in defense.

Yet had a sense.

Of what he needed to do right then and there.

He didn't care.

What they may do to him.

Because he always has and always has been.

The one who did what was best for the child.

And never failed.

The Story.

Is unbelievable.

But has to be believable at the same time.

The Story.

Of how these parents got arrested for their crimes.

That they did so many times.

The Story.

Of how the children, in the end, got a healthy, caring, family.

And against all odds.

Made the best of their futures.

The Story.

Of finding Hope and Glory.

The Story.

Of rising against all abuse.

Drugs, and Alcohol Use.

The Story.

The Story.

Of how that man was constantly worried about those kids every night.

Cus of how their fright.

Of their parents.

Yelling, and Alcohol use.

And how he knew they would never write a truss.

The Story.

That in the end, had a happy ending.

The Story.

The Story.

Of Hope and Glory.

The Story.

That turned out good in the end...

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