I've Been Treated Wrong
The Turbulent Journey: Lost Identity and Struggles
Lyrics
I don't know my real name
I am uncertain about my actual name.
I don't know when I was born
I don't know the exact date of my birth.
I don't know my real name
Reiteration of uncertainty about my real name.
I don't know when I was born
Reiteration of not knowing when I was born.
The trouble I've been havin'
I have faced significant difficulties and challenges.
Seem like I was raised in an orphan home
It feels like I was raised in an orphanage, emphasizing a difficult upbringing.
My mother died and left me
My mother passed away when I was only two years old.
When I was only two years old
Reiteration of losing my mother at a very young age.
My mother died and left me
Reiteration of the early loss of my mother.
When I was only two years old
Emphasizing the difficulty of losing a parent at a young age.
And the trouble I've been havin'
The challenges and difficulties I face, only known to the divine.
The good Lord, only knows
Highlighting the mysterious nature of the troubles faced.
I been treated like an orphan
I've been treated as if I were an orphan, facing neglect or hardship.
And been worked, just like a slave
I've been subjected to difficult labor, reminiscent of slavery.
I been treated just like an orphan
Reiteration of being treated like an orphan, emphasizing hardship.
And I've been worked, just like a slave
Reiteration of being worked hard, akin to a slave's experience.
And if I never get my revenge
If I don't seek revenge, the impact of evil treatment will persist until my death.
Evilness will carry to my grave
Conveying the lasting consequences of mistreatment.
Play it one time
Instrumental break or transition in the song.
Now, I've been havin' trouble
I've been facing troubles since I reached adulthood.
Ever since I've been grown
Reiteration of facing difficulties since growing up.
Now, I've been havin' trouble
Underlining the continued challenges throughout my adulthood.
Ever since I've been grown
Reiteration of persistent troubles in my grown-up life.
I'm too old for the orphan
I feel too old to be treated like an orphan but too young for an old folks home, expressing a sense of not fitting in.
And too young for an old folks home
Highlighting the struggle of finding one's place or identity.
Play it boys, play it, play it
Encouragement for the band to play the music, possibly to convey emotions that words alone cannot express.
Yes, yes
Reiteration of the encouragement for the musical performance.
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