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Deep Dark Basement by Andrew Jackson Jihad

I recall that deep dark basement

And I recall how bad it smelled 

And I hated everyone around me

I even hated myself

Which I still do

On my bad days

You punched my mother in the mouth

We fled to shelter safe and pure

But now I never feel at home 

And I will never be secure

Oh to be secure

And when you pushed my face in shit

How could that have made you feel 

Like a man or like a monster

It’s your fault I can’t tell

The difference