Chris Brison - Mommy Issues Lyrics

When I was young my mom walked out on me
Left me with my dad and the latchkey
She didn't want a brat with ADD
She wanted the life in the magazines
So she ran off yeah she chased her dreams
She left me home with the TV screen
The apple doesn't fall too far from the tree
Cause I turned out to be a rotten seed

Oh I'm just a bastard kid Born to a bitch who didn't give a shit
Oh I'm irrelevant the poster child of what could of been

I never thought I'd graduate
I was chasing girls not a GPA
I traded straight A's for an underage
I always showed up drunk to the football games
Every single flaw in my DNA
I know that my mom's to blame
When I don't think twice before the shit I say
I can't get out of my own way

Oh I'm just a bastard kid Born to a bitch who didn't give a shit
Oh I'm irrelevant the poster child of what could of been

One day she'll grab her telephone
Try to call her son that she don't know
He picks up and says "hello"
Hell is just where you can go

Oh I'm just a bastard kid Born to a bitch who didn't give a shit
Oh I'm irrelevant the poster child of what could of been