Song Description

A song inspired by a book that I loved called "Bastard Out of Carolina"

Lyrics

Daddy's gone on a one way train
Mama's back on the booze again
She can't seem to release this pain
Clouds rollin' in and it looks like rain

Brother wakes in his room down the hall
Creeps to mine when the shadows fall
Cold and rough like a red brick wall
He don't feel any, any shame at all

He don't feel the shame, feel the same
Feel at all
He don't feel the shame
And I'm thinkin' bout goin' to California

Sister's sick in the motel room
Black and blue where the fix runs thru
She used to worry that I knew
Now she don't feel any,
Any shame at all

She don't feel the shame, feel the same
Feel at all
She don't feel the shame

And I'm thinkin' bout goin' to California
Thinkin' bout goin' to Tinseltown
If you think about goin' to California
You'll know where to track me down

People talk to me like a freak
They think I don't feel because I don't speak
But I'm not the same
I don't wanna be the same

(repeat first verse)

(Chorus)