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Track 2: Spoilt (Tribute to my fatehr) The House That Trauma Built Lyrics
(Verse 1)
School gates on a Tuesday morning
A final word without a warning
“You can’t go back,” is all you said
Left those words to haunt my head
I didn’t know a child could be returned
A lesson that my young heart learned
You drew a line you can’t backtrack
Just a photograph in a dusty stack.
(Chorus)
You were never really in my life
But when you were, it was just strife
The day you chose to walk away
A thousand feelings came to play
Of all the words that went unspoken
The simple truth is, you left me broken.
(Verse 2)
My mother fought for years on end
A broken home she tried to mend
You couldn’t even last a year
You chose your partner, made it clear
I cried with mum, the guilt inside
Whispered, “Sorry,” with nowhere to hide
But the placement search had already begun
Two new homes beneath the sun
Part of the system, just a file
Didn’t see my own smile for a while.
(Chorus)
‘Cause you were never really in my life
And when you were, it was just strife
The day you chose to walk away
A thousand feelings came to play
Of all the words that went unspoken
The simple truth is, you left me broken.
(Bridge)
And I tried to forgive, I tried to forget
Opened the door to more regret
You’d laugh at the addictions you helped create
Assault my hope with words of hate
And throw me out all over again
A cycle of sunshine and acid rain
Now you’re the one who stands alone
In a house that’s never been a home.
(Verse 3)
I still remember that last call
The moment I just let it fall
I said, “We have to part our ways,”
You set my final hope ablaze
With a voice so sharp and blunt
You called me a “spoilt little cunt.”
(Outro)
Well, the only thing you ever spoilt
Was a child’s heart, worked and toiled
With seeds of trauma, deep and smart
Yeah, you spoilt me with a broken heart
But the silence now is getting loud
I’m stepping out from under your cloud
Without your chaos, I’m recovering
A different story I’m discovering.
Yeah, without you, I’m finally recovering.
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