Father, father, don't waste our time
Too many sentences but not enough crimes
It's not mine, I search for meaning in the deepest of blues
I'm being honest, I'm being honest with you
I been sleeping, tryna find a dream that's right for me
I can't fight this, I just came to grips that is my destiny
And this is who I am and it's clear to see
I just hope my whole family tree will be proud of me
When I look into the mirror,
I know the man that's staring back out at me
I just need copious amounts of freedom
And coping mechanisms not involving weed and
Opulence with no cash
Just OD family, friends, and new meaning
Not saying yes, when I mean no
Sacrificing a short term feeling
For some long term healing
Something I've needed since
Momma was OD'ing
And father figure had no meaning
Father, father, don't waste our time
Too many sentences but not enough crimes
It's not mine, I search for meaning in the deepest of blues
I'm being honest, I'm being honest with you
Please spare the children from which I went through
The only survival tips I know
Rubbing off with the tips of my pencils
This a serotonin drip for your mental
Bleeding my heart open
Scratch it right open
Over an instrumental
100% of my goal here is to
Un-tap potential
Based on numbers
This will probably get like 300 plays
And 20% will really feel it
Either way it goes
That's 60 people I just taught
How to fight they own demons
And although I'm still trying to set my own example
And I'm trying to tell a story in a cohesive sequence
You can still be a man with a list of f*ck ups
As long as a CVS receipt is
You just gotta take everything they taught you
About the myth of fitting in
And try as hard as you can to unbelieve it
Father, father, don't waste our time
Too many sentences but not enough crimes
It's not mine, I search for meaning in the deepest of blues
I'm being honest, I'm being honest with you