Rot in My Bloodline

Yeah…

This one’s for the roaches, the mold, and the silence.

For the ten liters of pain I carried every damn day.

You called it home…

I call it a crime scene.

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Rot in my bloodline, filth in the sink

Ten liters sloshing, I ain’t allowed to think

You blamed the mess on a child you hit

While your crusty ass sat in your moldy shit

Stacked plates like mountains, fungus grew tall

Kitchen was hell – you watched me crawl

Said I was the problem, lil’ demon in the hall

But bitch, your love was a brick in the wall

(Yeah)

Cracks in the pipe like cracks in your soul

You fed me guilt while you lost control

I ain’t your maid, I ain’t your clone

You beat me down, then left me alone

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FUCK YOU, MOM – you monster in disguise

House of horrors, no truth in your eyes

Cursed my name, now hear my cries

I hope your shame never fucking dies

FUCK YOU, MOM – for every slap and scream

You killed my joy, you stole my dreams

This ain't a song, it's a war I breathe

You made me crawl – now watch me leave

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Shit crawling up the counters and floor

I saw the bugs before I saw the door

Told me clean it, like I broke the pipe

But your whole damn life was a festering lie

Used your fists when the words got thin

You called it “raising,” I called it sin

Left me starving to fit that dress

While you fed your rage like a fucking guest

You spoiled strangers, gave them gold

But for me? Just pain and mold

You made me sick, you made me cold

Now I spit these bars, I won’t be controlled

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FUCK YOU, MOM – your hands were hell

Every touch left a story to tell

I hope your mirrors crack and swell

Till you rot in your own damn smell

FUCK YOU, MOM – for every fake excuse

Your love was chains, not a damn excuse

You made me a soldier, made me abuse-proof

Now I'm the storm that’s breakin’ loose

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Don’t call it trauma, call it war

I was a child scrubbing gore

You watched me drown in your decay

And still had nothin’ kind to say

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So here’s your legacy:

A daughter who survived

Through fists, through dirt, through every fucking lie

You built a dungeon

But I… learned to fly.