Franklyn Music - Sad Story lyrics

She was.. kinda bright With the nicest eyes Born in 95 She was kinda shy With good grad And she was never the type that liked The hood raves Na; She was clever and liked to write Despised the hype Was more of the quiet type stayed home while everybody on roamed on the roads Aint rolling on road with her friends from school, She would rather say no, she would roll on her own And she never had to stay for detention But she was insecure, was craving attention Hates her reflection Ashamed of her chest And she wanted a change so she changed her direction And She was never a bad child In fact, she would always stand out But she strayed, And went very insane, Then she went and switched lanes And then everything changed Chorus (X2): Sad story; Sad story. It's such a sad story; Just another sad rap story. Daddys little angel Dancing with the devil Started missing school She was a cla**ed a rebel She was far from a dumb child but But parred with the wrong crowd Didnt know the ropes so she hung with the wrong crowd Walked out the yard with her bum out Started bringing boys to the yard when her mums out Then they started to call her phone Well you should know how the story goes Woah She was smart but shed rather give brain Its bizarre, cos her father did pray Mum tried show her the way, she couldnt save her And the cane wasnt able to tame her Wow And She was never a bad child In fact, she would always stand out But she strayed, And went very insane, Then she went and switched lanes And then everything changed Chorus (X2): Sad story; Sad story. It's such a sad story; Just another sad rap story. And then things start to get serious No cla** so she missed periods Soon shell have her son in her life And she couldnt look her mum in the eyes Cos she just wanted to cry Oh what a surprise She felt like she just wanted to die Cos she had not been wise She plotted her own demise with her constant lies Uh and its paining me to say It gets crazier cos she Got a baby on the way And theres drama With her unborn babys father Cos shes sick and tired of persuading him to stay She says that God will make a way As she meditates, praying that the pain will fade away But it doesnt, and she only blames herself cos she went and strayed And shes hesitates to change her ways; Tears on her face as she makes her way to the clinic, and shes looking timid, and afraid Wishing that she never did it or at least was clever with it Sitting in the station as she waits And From life there was so much to attain If she didnt throw it all away She gets tired of all the thinking And In a livid instant she jumps in front of the train