Faithless Saints - Bailey

Dear Bailey,
Don't let her get you down
Your mom had you so young that she fails to be an adult now
You're a product of a teenage birth
Your mothers failed attempt to quench her Hollywood thirst
She gave it all to Jesus and tried to hold it all up on faith
From man to man from mouth to hand she fled from her mistakes
Momma where we going?
I don't understand
Why we're leaving Dad
The choice of just two toys seems sad as a replacement for a dad
Dear Bailey don't let em make you mad
Their hopelessly afflicted and will probably never see past their own devolving mind slipping on further back in Time to a place where we'd all be heathens anyways
It's funny when she slammed the door in your face
Well, who's the child now
How can I relate to someone who'd ever slam the door on their own daughter's face

Written by:
Robert Rios

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