Divorce (Intro)

Bankrol Hayden

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    Oh-oh
    Oh, oh, oh-oh
    Oh-oh, oh-oh
    Oh-oh, oh-oh

    Shared a room with my mom until I'm fifteen
    And I was livin' on my own when I turned sixteen
    When your parents break up, you lose your siblings
    But sometimes it ain't better if we fix things
    Said the bruises on my body, will always go away
    But the words you said to me, they will always fuckin' stay
    And yeah I get presents upon my birthday
    But that don't mean shit 'cause y'all still separate

    Goin' home to home will make you really feel so crazy
    It's love for all my siblings, know we rockin', shout out Haley
    My brother sixteen and he 'bout to have a baby
    It's a beautiful struggle, I thank the man above daily
    'Cause what you know about livin' out bags, goin'
    House to house, even packed all the bags and I'm like
    Everybody say "Just chill and relax"
    But then my heart went and shattered like threw it on a glass, yeah

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    Shared a room with my mom until I'm fifteen
    And I was livin' on my own when I turned sixteen
    When your parents break up, you lose your siblings
    But sometimes it ain't better if we fix things
    Said the bruises on my body, will always go away
    But the words you said to me, they will always fuckin' stay
    And yeah I get presents upon my birthday
    But that don't mean shit 'cause y'all still separate

    I'm that kid, that was kind
    I'm the type [?] blame it on myself and on my mind it went disabled, uh
    Monday to Tuesday, I'm with my mom, that's the judge's choice
    Wednesday to Thursday, said the judge's voice

    Shared a room with my mom until I'm fifteen
    And I was livin' on my own when I turned sixteen
    When your parents break up, you lose your siblings
    But sometimes it ain't better if we fix things
    Said the bruises on my body, will always go away
    But the words you said to me, they will always fuckin' stay
    And yeah I get presents upon my birthday
    But that don't mean shit 'cause y'all still separate

    Oh-oh
    Oh, oh, oh-oh
    Oh-oh, oh-oh
    Oh-oh, oh-oh
    Oh-oh
    Oh, oh, oh-oh
    Oh-oh, oh-oh
    Oh-oh, oh-oh

    Song details

    Composition: Flip Major, William Dalton Van Zandt, Bailey Greene Lindley, Thesammymancan, and Bankrol Hayden

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