Dead Coal Town

[verse 1] I first took a breath in July 79, Birthed From a mother still just a kid, Sent out of town like she’d committed a crime, No dad to speak of, I’m guessing he wanted rid, Rotherham to Donny and back again, Seeds of future resentment already sown, Always knowing you caused so much shame, Being born a bastard in an old coal town, . . [verse 2] “Int he quiet” everyone always said, It’s funny that ‘cause even then my brain dint shut up, Never ending noise rattling round my head, A confused young lad, totally fucked, Trapped living outside everyone’s lines, Never really there even when I was around, Acting how they expected but it was all lies, Born a bastard in a dying coal town, Born a bastard, born a bastard, born a bastard in a dying coal town! . [verse 3] Masked in public, hanging by a thread, Even then they all still called me weird, Somedays I’m surprised I’ve not ended up dead, It’s hard work being looked down on and feared, I’ll never fit in, just a source of social tension, I’m king of myself, I just don’t wear a crown, I doubt I’d cope with the attention, Being born a bastard in a dead coal town. Born a bastard, Born a bastard, Born a bastard in dead coal town! I tried my hardest, I did my best, My mum was always proud, but it was lost on the rest, I still don’t know, why my brains this way, Forty four years of it now, what’s one more day? Born a bastard, Born a bastard, Born a neuro-divergent bastard from a dead, old fucking coal town!