A song made by Martin Sixtus
A song made by Martin Sixtus
Eiii... this one pain me oh
Make I talk true
Small pikin dey look for love for house
But the one wey suppose protect am
Na im dey wound am pass
Harsh words dey heavy pass koboko
E dey carry weight wey go last forever
Your pain no be excuse to cause pain
But you no heal am, so you pass am down
Chain wey no fit break, abi?
Unhealed parent, wounded child
The cycle dey continue wild
First bully no be stranger oh
E come from home, e cut deeper
Unhealed parent, broken child
Searching for love in the wild
The wound wey you carry
Na im you dey share, chai!
Pikin dey cry for validation
But you too busy with your own frustration
You no mean am, but damage don dey
Your scars dey create new scars, omo
Healing no be weakness oh
E be the bravest thing you fit do
Break the chain before e too late
Make your pain no become their fate
Unhealed parent, wounded child
The cycle dey continue wild
First bully no be stranger oh
E come from home, e cut deeper
Unhealed parent, broken child
Searching for love in the wild
The wound wey you carry
Na im you dey share
Healing starts with you oh
For the children sake... abeg
Break the cycle