Children of Wrath (Fear the Walking Dead) - s03e08
lyrics
There was a man there.
A local councilman.
And he had a beautiful wife and... they had a lonesome little girl.
The girl knew everybody loved her daddy.
Just... they loved him 'cause he knew everyone's name,
all their kids' names,
who went off to what college,
who was recovering from what illness.
And he knew when to burn the ballot boxes.
And which ones to burn.
But what he didn't know, what he never could learn... was when to turn down a drink.
So, life was hard for the little girl.
It was harder for her mother.
As she grew, she got tired.
Tired of the crying.
Goddamn exhausted icing her mother's face.
Pulling out stitches 'cause her mama didn't wanna go back to the emergency room.
She just got tired.
One morning, she ate her cereal.
She brushed her teeth for school.
She took the gun out of her daddy's dresser.
She shot him.
Shot him while he slept off the night before.
Yeah.
My mama looked at me then like you're looking at me now.
I knew that was something I'd have to carry.
I'd do it again.
I'd live with the look.
I'd do it a thousand times to protect her.
To protect you.
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