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III

Trash piled so high

It'd touch the ceilin

Air so thick

It'd leave your stomach reelin

Dirty clothes were my pillow

I was eight and learnin' quick

How to sleep where I could

'Cause I don't get to pick

No bed

No blanket

No sheets

Just clothes in a heap

Roaches and mice

Skurried over me

While tryna sleep

Might be thinkin' Dad was a hoarder

Nah

He just didn't give a damn about me


Not askin' for your pity

Just beggin' for peace

Tryna stop that kid inside

From screamin' at me

Yeah, he built me outta garbage

He carved me outta pain

But I'm tryna learn

That real love

Don't feel like a chain


When people poked their noses in

He'd act all ashamed

Dumpin' a lifetime worth of garbage

On the kid he never claimed"Make it spotless

Make it shine

Don't leave a trace"

He'd watch

Like he was proud

That I knew my place"Don't sit down

No breaks

You'll be done when I say"

I'd beg for five minutes

He'd laugh

And walk away

Every bag I carried

Felt like proof

I'd always be a slave

Under his roof


Not askin' for your pity

Just beggin' for peace

Tryna stop that kid inside

From screamin' at me

Yeah, he built me outta garbage

He carved me outta pain

But I'm tryna learn

That real love

Don't feel like a chain


Nights awake

And my throat hurt

I could hardly speak

Begged my Dad

For somethin

Anything to drink

He said"Work hard

I'll getcha a Coke

When I'm at the store"

I held tight to that promise

Like he hadn't lied before

When he got home

He was mean

Asked about my Coke

He got angry

Screamed"I didn't promise you

A damn thing"

He grabbed a size 14 shoe

And started to swing


Not askin' for your pity

Just beggin' for peace

Tryna stop that kid inside

From screamin' at me

Yeah, he built me outta garbage

He carved me outta pain

But I'm tryna learn

That real love

Don't feel like a chain


Real monsters

Don't need to chain you

To make you feel owned

They just keep you livin' in fear

In a house that can't be home

They steal your sanity

Your dreams

And right to speak

Actin' like it only happened

Because you're weak


Not askin' for your pity

Just beggin' for peace

Tryna stop that kid inside

From screamin' at me

Yeah, he built me outta garbage

He carved me outta pain

But I'm tryna learn

That real love

Don't feel like a chain

© 2026 Jax Ryder Music. All rights reserved.

â„— Ryder Records

Built Outta Garbage

© 2026 by Jax Ryder Music. 

â„— Ryder Records
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