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Bedtime story
[Intro]
NANE...
A new mixtape...
A new story...
A real story...
I’m not just talking nonsense...
Everything I say is real...
Listen for a bit...
[Verse 1]
It all ended exactly where it began
The town of Orșova, Dierna Street, South side
The story of a kid whose name I don’t recall
Not because I forgot, but he was way younger than me
He was a quiet kid, never caused any trouble
Didn’t follow the others stealing for money
He had no ego, didn’t brag about having protection
Didn’t act tough in branded clothes
He was just himself, I often saw him at the field
But the point is we won’t see him there anymore
Playtime’s over, his smile has faded
(The reason?) His mother killed herself
The kid’s lied to by everyone, told his mom just left
But deep down, he knows he’ll never see her again
He doesn’t believe in stories, he knows what really happened:
Mom was beaten by dad, and then she hung herself
[Chorus]
Now he’s alone, not knowing where to go
But he knows for sure this life isn’t fair
Now he sits and cries, staring at framed photos
A kid left all alone — it’s normal for him to be scared
If you’re quiet, you can hear him sob
Crying for the ones he’ll never see again
For him, they’re memories that will hurt forever
But for you, it’s just a bedtime story
[Verse 2]
The kid’s not the same, it seems he’ll never recover
It’s getting worse and worse, and he doesn’t look well
He’s not like before — you can see the wound now
If you insult him jokingly, he’ll think about his mom
And it’s awful that he lost her so young
His dad’s chasing money, and he’s been alone for a long time
He wishes he could be just like the other kids in the hood
But he can’t — things simply aren’t the same anymore
No more football games, no more sodas on the terrace
He spends more and more time alone at home
The memories won’t let him move on
He can’t get used to the thought of “that’s just how it is...”
He’s fighting a hard battle, so much going on in his head
He misses affection, doesn’t want to see his friends
He notices more and more things missing, feels like he’s going crazy
He doesn’t even have clothes anymore, and trust me, he wishes he did
[Chorus]
Now he’s alone, not knowing where to go
But he knows for sure this life isn’t fair
Now he sits and cries, staring at framed photos
A kid left all alone — it’s normal for him to be scared
If you’re quiet, you can hear him sob
Crying for the ones he’ll never see again
For him, they’re memories that will hurt forever
But for you, it’s just a bedtime story
[Verse 3]
Finally, he recovered, he got through it at last
He realized he’s young, and he still has a life to live
Four or five years passed since the last tragedy
And little by little, he began enjoying childhood again
But this harsh life, damn it
Still had another dose of agony in store
One day, while playing outside with the other kids
He got news that turned day into night
With tears in her eyes, his grandmother told him
Her voice shaking, crying, not knowing how to say it:
“Your dad’s in the hospital, in a coma — a tree crushed him
He was chopping wood, trying to fill a sack”
’Cause in Orșova, we heat with wood, what can I say?
He just wanted some for the boy, so he wouldn’t sleep cold
And as if everything else wasn’t enough
In the end — what bad luck — his father died
[Chorus]
Now he’s alone, not knowing where to go
But he knows for sure this life isn’t fair
Now he sits and cries, staring at framed photos
A kid left all alone — it’s normal for him to be scared
If you’re quiet, you can hear him sob
Crying for the ones he’ll never see again
For him, they’re memories that will hurt forever
But for you, it’s just a bedtime story
IffyMr✕
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