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Yelawolf - "Sabrina" (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Atha
Michael Atha
Drum Programming
Lindsay Smith-Trostle
Lindsay Smith-Trostle
Cello
Zach Casebolt
Zach Casebolt
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Atha
Michael Atha
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yelawolf
Yelawolf
Producer
Jim Jonsin
Jim Jonsin
Mixing Engineer
Leland Elliott
Leland Elliott
Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Robert Marks
Robert Marks
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I woke up from a deep sleep I must have had a nightmare But I really cannot remember My heart was beating out of my chest And I was cold, I must of let the window crack Funny, 5th of September and the winter's coming back The house is unusually quiet And I'm wondering where Sabrina's at By this time at eight o'clock She would have been pullin' on my blanket Saying daddy "I want some cereal" Wondering 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 singing Sabrina must be asleep I pull back the sheets Get up and walk to 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 playing some cartoons she's on the couch of course How did I oversleep? Baby girl why didn't you come wake up daddy? Nodded 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, bath rooms, 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 Its too scary for a little girl just to go bye-bye I'm trying 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 God dammit Sabrina where'd you go? There's a trail to a pond that I take her to everyday 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 floating (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 breath 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, send an ambulance in a hurry But it was too late No tellin' how long she wasn't breathing Her skin was the color purple Her lips were ice cold She must have fell of 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!
Writer(s): Michael Atha Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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