[Verse 1]: Suspect

October 9th, the day the start of the storm
Cops kicking in the door in about six in the morn'
I woke up and my mother was gone
I asked him where was mom
He said, "Go to sleep."
And I felt something wrong
I wasn't sure what
So I just went along
But I'll never forget that day and how I woke up
I walked into the bedroom and my mother choked up
With a tear in her eye and a tear in mine
I had a hell of a time separating wrong from the right
And I say crazy shit just to say it in spite
My mom was beat
She was raped
Getting punched in the face
Dad knew what the plan was
It was the end of Frank
He pointed a gun
And he pointed it close
This was the last time that Frank would sell dope
My dad had enough
He heard the hammer explode
He knew what he did so he got on his bike
Took off in the dark in the middle of the night
He ran to the graves
Hid the gun out of sight
Then he crept back up the stairs just to my right
I never really knew
Maybe I'll never know
But the pain has always been a lump in my throat


[Verse 2]: Matteo Vagabond

My dad did a different kind of murder...

My dad was stuck in bottles
Growing up I've always watched him wobble
So of course I grew up unstable
How so?
Well no stable home or income
I fumbled and toppled trying to figure out where I'd go
My dad was cool with an absent bottle
My mom wasn't bruised and I'd go to the park with him and had a blast
You know
But that shits in the past
Cause you know
My dad lived pretty fast
And one night I was fast asleep
Dreaming about titties, man
Just started growing pubic hair
But, anyways, my mom was scared
I could tell by her screech
And damn my dad sure went out in a blast
Cuz as soon as I walked in the kitchen he had collapsed
The blood puddle was still forming
And what did that do for me?
Well I guess it gave me a story
I used to think my life was so boring and it's kind of fucked up
I felt the thrill seeing the blood
Now I wonder if I'm a sociopath
And now I'm a young man
I never wanna see someone give up so fast
But sometimes even I wonder if I can go down the same path as dad
MDD is something you don't wanna have
And I had it before my life went bad
So perhaps I truly have a mental disease
But I won't take pills unless they ain't prescribed to me
I'll always wonder whats wrong with me