SUPPERBS-Jeffery Mackie

You come from a place Some call suburbia
There you have many different things called family
And you speak a language Learnt from television
You come from a broken home
Broken, like a car window is broken
From the inside out
And the passengers stare in disbelief
Wondering what they hit
I used to think everything could be set right
In half an hour
But it was always
To be continued
To be continued