I don't have a favorite Farmhouse character, I don't know what you're talking about... *looks over at Tate with blatant favoritism*. This is Tate Catawnee, another victim of the Farmhouse and their operations. Though originally a shapeshifter, Tate was used in experiments to try to create a controllable, mindless monster called Project Maneater. They were close to completing the alterations to his body and mind, but he was rescued just in time to be able to keep his autonomy.
Tate struggles with the fact that he doesn't feel completely human. He has urges to hurt and maim, but doesn't want to act on them. He hates that his aggression has been amplified in the experiments and that his temper often gets the best of him. Most of all, he wishes that he was born as a normal kid to people how would love him. In the story, Tate goes on an emotional journey of learning that there are people who love him.
Story aside, this song has been kicking my tail for over a year. I wrote the original version of it, but I wasn't satisfied with the product. I kept messing with it off and on, but ultimately decided to start all over. Best decision ever. Fun fact: I took a crack song I had made in high school and used the bits that were pretty dope. It somehow works and I like the way it turned out, so cool beans.
Instrumental, Midi: NA
Lyrics
I don’t know, I don’t know
It’s completely out of control
Product of pharmaceuticals
I bite my nails down to the cuticles
I was broken as a child
Was pieces together and went wild
Bit and screamed like an animal
Was sedated, put in manacles
I have never been so scared
It’s so new and no one’s cared
I feel things I’ve never before
I feel things I truly abhor
I have never been so scared
It’s so new and no one’s cared
I feel things I’ve never before
I feel things I truly abhor
Far from their design
Something failed and maligned
I can’t grasp any strands of clarity
Tell me how it’s fair to me
Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me?
Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me?
Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me?
Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me?
Broken thing, a broken thing
The chemicals, they always sting
A grotesque, untamed oddity
A pitiful, ludicrous comedy
They were laughing all the while
But then I bit off all their smiles
I relished all their cries of pain
So they won’t hurt me ever again
I mean, what am I to do
Why is everything so new
Everything around me dies
Can someone hold me while I cry
I mean, what am I to do
Why is everything so new
Everything around me dies
Can someone hold me while I cry
Why was I made
Why am I so afraid
Could it be they took my wrath inside
And made it stand in the light
Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me?
Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me?
Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me?
Why me? Why me? Why me? Why me?
Who could ever listen to my wretched, horrid wails
And uncover the thoughts the strangled noises veil
Who could ever love a failure like me
Who could ever love a monster freely
Who could ever look past my petrifying claws
And ignore the bloodstains that splatter ‘cross my maw
Who could ever love a lost boy like me
Who could ever love all of me freely
Feel free to make covers and/or remixes as long as I am properly credited. For anything else, please ask me about it.