Mama felt the madness in her childhood The police would come for grandpa In a drunken rage And grandma seemed so sad In every picture i've found Living with the family hand-me-downs
These memories still haunt my darkest feelings The passion and the poison Deep inside of me But i'll carry on with the love that they gave Leave behind the scars that were made An apple doesn't fall far from a tree As generations roll on A blessing or a curse We have no say about Living with our family hand-me-downs
Decisions we're making 'bout children we're raising The life that we're shaping Depends on the way that we love Don't be your daddy Stop being your mama They don't need the drama
The children have all had enough An apple doesn't fall far from a tree As generations roll on A blessing or a curse We have no say about Living with our family hand-me-downs
