The Weeknd - A Tale by Quincy Lyrics
  • #
  • A
  • B
  • C
  • D
  • E
  • F
  • G
  • H
  • I
  • J
  • K
  • L
  • M
  • N
  • O
  • P
  • Q
  • R
  • S
  • T
  • U
  • V
  • W
  • X
  • Y
  • Z
  • Send a Lyrics

    A Tale by Quincy

    [Spoken: Quincy Jones]
    That's it
    Looking back now, I didn't know what it was supposed to be
    And it's like raising kids, man
    If you weren't raised, you don't know how to raise, you know?
    I just did the best that I could with them because
    They know fuckin' well I love them
    But I didn't do the best I could
    I didn't know what the fuck I was doing
    I didn't
    I will never forget watching my mother get put in a straightjacket
    And taken out of my home when I was only seven years old
    She was diagnosed with Dementia praecox and put in a mental institution
    Leaving my daddy alone with me and my little brother Lloyd
    I latеr had an evil stepmother who furthеr cemented the idea that I didn't need a mother
    Growing up without one had long lasting influence I didn't fully understand until much later in life
    It bled into my relationships with family and those I had become romantically involved with
    Whenever I got too close to a woman, I would cut her off
    Part of that was vindictive and partially based on fear
    But it was also totally subconscious
    Looking back is a bitch, isn't it?


    There is no comment.
    Leave a Comment
    *Your comment will be published after approval.