Artist: Yelawolf
Album:  Trial By Fire
Song:   Sabrina
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Yelawolf]
I woke up from a deep sleep
I musta had a nightmare, but I really cannot remember
My heart was beatin up out of my chest
And I was cold, I must've let the window crack
Funny, 5th of September and the winter's comin back
The house is unusually quiet and I'm wondering where Sabrina's at
By this time at 8 o'clock she would have been pullin on my blanket
sayin daddy "I want some cereal," wonderin where her mommy's at
My door is wide open, I can hear the breeze hit the curtains
Wind chime hangin on the front porch singin
Sabrina must be asleep, I pull back the sheets
Get up and walk toward her room in the hall
Not a peep, not a sound, not at all
The anxiety of a father is settin in
As I turn the corner to her room
Her Mickey Mouse blanket's on the floor, she isn't in the bed
I take a deep breath, put my hand on my head
Relax, it's a game of hide-and-seek
She's in the closet I know it, I open the door
Gotcha! She isn't there
The faint sound of the television from downstairs
is playin some cartoons, she's on the couch of course, how did I oversleep?
Baby girl, why didn't you come wake up daddy?
Not a response, fear turned to frustration
Sabrina, answer me.. 'Brina, this isn't funny
I ran to the couch, she's not there
I'm startin to panic and I'm lookin up everywhere
Guest rooms, bathrooms, cabinets
Under the tables, the attic
Wait a minute, oh God no
I know she wouldn't go outside
We live so far back in the woods, she wouldn't dare
It's too scary for a little girl just to go bye-bye
I'm tryin to escape my mind's eye
But my imagination is runnin wild
At this point I'm talkin to God
"Please Lord, please I'm scared, help me find my child"
I run to the basement (Sabrina!) sweat beads on my hands, pacin
Thinkin, pacin, thinkin, turn my face in
The screen door to the backyard's ajar
I run to the swingset
Swingset? No; sandbox? No
Goddamn it Sabrina, where'd you go? (Where you at, baby?)
There's a trail to a pond that I take her to every day
Maybe she's down there
I run down the trail, it's about 100 yards
We usually hang out on the pier
And as I get close in
Everything moves slow motion
Her little white shirt on the surface of the water
She was there, lifeless floatin (oh my God)
The pain I can't explain, I couldn't see anything
I ran to the water, God is this really my daughter?
I picked her up, she was heavy
I held her tight in my arms, I took her out of the pond
I laid her down on the grass, I couldn't breathe, I gasped
Givin her CPR, she wasn't respondin to it
My phone in my pocket, my hands are shakin, my vision's blurry
9-1-1, and send an ambulance in a hurry
But it was too late, no tellin how long she wasn't breathin
Her skin was the color purple, her lips were ice cold
She must've fell off the pier reachin for her teddy bear
She tried to get out, she got wood under her nails
God, what did you do to us? What have we done?
I say my prayers at night, haven't I been a good son?
What did you to do my baby? She's mine, now give her BACK
You don't deserve her if you let her DIE LIKE THAT!