Fairbanks
Broken Roots: Navigating Life's Storms in Whyandotte's 'Fairbanks'
Lyrics
My daddy didn't raise me, he was too busy lying
Abandonment by the father who was preoccupied with deceit.
My momma didn't raise me, she was too busy dying
Abandonment by the mother who was occupied with her own demise.
The bullet holes grace me, all my ghosts chase me
Physical and emotional scars are evident, haunted by past traumas.
Thought it couldn't phase me, but I was too busy crying
Initially believed to be immune, but vulnerability led to emotional distress.
My daddy didn't raise me, he was too busy lying
Reiteration of the father's failure to provide guidance due to dishonesty.
My momma didn't raise me, she was too busy dying
Reiteration of the mother's neglect due to her own struggles.
The bullet holes grace me, all my ghosts chase me
Continued impact of past wounds and the persistent presence of haunting memories.
Thought it couldn't phase me, but I was too busy crying
Initially thought to be unaffected, but ultimately overwhelmed by emotions.
Oh well, daddy didn't know what he do
Reflecting on the father's lack of awareness and irresponsible lifestyle.
He broke bread with the bottle and hung out with the crew
Father engaged in destructive behavior, associating with a negative peer group.
Fucked around on some bitches and made my momma one of em
Father's infidelity leading to consequences, making the mother one of his victims.
Least he had some fun before the reaper had to come
Finding some solace in the fact that the father had moments of joy before death.
At 16, I ain't know what life was about
Adolescence marked by confusion and lack of understanding about life.
23, my momma went to Sinai and bounced
Mother's departure, possibly referring to a medical institution like Sinai.
25 dreams about not being alive
Struggling with thoughts of death at the age of 25.
At 29 Gene died, I'm the man of the house
Taking on responsibilities as the man of the house after someone named Gene dies at 29.
My daddy didn't raise me, he was too busy lying
Reiteration of parental shortcomings, father's dishonesty, and mother's neglect.
My momma didn't raise me, she was too busy dying
Continued impact of past wounds and haunting memories.
The bullet holes grace me, all my ghosts chase me
Repetition of the physical and emotional scars, and the persistent ghosts of the past.
Thought it couldn't phase me, but I was too busy crying
Despite initial resilience, overwhelmed by emotions and vulnerability.
My daddy didn't raise me, he was too busy lying
Reiteration of the father's failure to provide guidance due to dishonesty.
My momma didn't raise me, she was too busy dying
Reiteration of the mother's neglect due to her own struggles.
The bullet holes grace me, all my ghosts chase me
Continued impact of past wounds and the persistent presence of haunting memories.
Thought it couldn't phase me, but I was too busy crying
Despite initial resilience, overwhelmed by emotions and vulnerability.
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