Robby Royce - Tears of the Son Lyrics

Writing poetry is weird
Typing through my fear
Scribbling through my tears
And Dispelling years of emotion
Turning these pages into mirrors
God, why am I even here
Constantly toeing the line of embarrassment and smears
Locked and loaded on my heart with a couple of spears
Never came back...
Thought She went to grab a couple beers
Lies accepted as truth to naive ears
Some woman are viscous cats,
Meers...
In this new frontier, madear, will have a career
Between liqeurs, massiers, and piers it appears I'm set to disappear
Grinds my gears
I literally went back to work in a shop grinding gears
Cuz my mind's been on taking care of my own child plus her
And her's the past two years
Now I'm left looking in headlights, deer
Once cohered Cut down with shears, and left here bankrupted like sears
Cheers...
Jesus adheres to my heart and volunteers to take my suffering like its from dabeers
Ur savior may be amateur (tyeer) but he'll never stop bidding on your soul
To the auctioneer
He's no cashier toward love he'll always steer
The engineer of the biosphere
Interferes with financiers and profiteers reminding us
To give Caesar what's Caesar's
Even when
Hate filled saboteurs crossing lines like testifiers
Cause me tears and jesus lifts me up like gondoliers
I persevere
And lesbian, gay, trans, or queer, Jesus is here
If you ever heard different thats why I'm here
To explain there's no difference between your sins and mine and everyone else's here
Grab onto him and see what premiers you are beautiful
Because you are his creation, whatever your fear pray to him and watch it clear
He's up there
And I'm down here it seems
I'm no angel, no halo, no wings
But raising a human being
So Lately i feel like maybe its time to give up on a few things.
Alcohol Marijuana those are the easy things
But what about everyone of my dreams
What about someday having a family cuz it seems
Like I need that to be happy but all i see is a sea of sarcastic memes
What about Jesus having my back for me?
Why do i feel like the fathers constantly attacking me
Why do i see the devil laughing at me like I don't really need you Robby I got everybody
Why do I refuse the body like nonconforming is my hobby
God has my soul, but this world has my body and its all be
Because i got hurt
And now its gonna be a lot of work
Just to get out of this hole I'm in
But I bet the Father was hurting when I was out committing so many sins
AndJesus will take me back
But my baby's momma cant
Facing my biggest fear is making me stronger though
I wasn't really expecting that to go that way
So like sand castles wash away
Like clouds fade into the grey
My dream of a family is gone today
And what I'm most surprised to admit is that I'm Ok
Thanks to my Mom and my sis
I'll be damned if I won't do my best to share the words of jesus and spare you the mess
After all we are the salt and the light so I might as well put this saltines to the test
And I just had to flip a page so I know this poem will be one of my best
Remember feeling Robert moving listening to your heart beat
With my face placed on your chest
And I wonder if Peaches was right or she only guessed
When she said God told her you were my last chance at true love till I'm put to rest
It has me stressed
I injest and sometimes pray that God is just preparing you
What better miracle to show than repairing me and you
And I know you understand
Its just lately I've been beating myself up like I failed as a man
And treating you like part of my plan when in fact you were the plan
No longer near
So where do I go from here
Talking to other girls is weird
Just speech
Maybe its time to get back to the beach
There's something out there that in my hometown I cant reach
But i miss my son
And I'll likely be here till this battle for him is done
In fact today I'll see you for the first time in a month at mediation
Thats Mom not my son
That days gonna be at least another month
Fast forward now it's tomorrow
And straight to church is where were gonna go
Hows that for a miracle
But I know I still need a couple more
Ask me like what I got in store a four door 2004
Used to have new stuff but this family court war has left me poor.
Hawked everything but my ps4 just to keep a door
Should move to CO and hitup Tor
Cuz I probably wont see my baby for more than 4 hrs till hes 4
Cant get a hold of me but I was easy to talk to before
Now all I be is a sore
This lore exists to
To circumvent
My discontent
Came to an agreement
For a year it will be cement
I'm streamin it
Cuz this is disrespect
But whatever
Forget it
Shouldn't have said what i said but i said it
Ask me about this life
I live it
A health scare now stomach cancer predecessor
I live with it
Ask me bout this life and what I did with it
On the skids thats it
In court forming an agreement
On a stip
Everyday I wanna quit
And I spit
When billionaires die in jail before they expose their buddies and they equit
For the kids they diddle
To that I can't play second fiddle
Ppl hate me and truth equally. Thats a riddle
Find me somewhere in the middle
But really It all tastes the same like skittles
These words I scribble
Mean nothing if I only feed them to dogs like kibble
Sounds like dribble
But its an art to widdle
Poetry straight into your mind like Jack be nimble
Will I crash like a sabian cymbol
Or be launched into the stratosphere like a sabian symbol
Most likely I'll continue to be treated like a criminal
And fry like the griddle
Thumbs I twiddle, nervously looking out at the day
Anxious, depressed and afraid
Thoughts won't fade
Caretaker to myself, self maide
Was on a team but got played
Nothings ever worked for me that wasnt my way
Is easy to see
Its my personality
So if I'm alone at my bottom thats the closest to the top I can be
Cuz Spacex aint got nothin on me
Its me and Jesus for eternity
I worship him he works with me
Continuing amazing works in me like maternity
Guiding me through the storm when My visions to blurred to see
When I'm hurting he
Fathers me like paternity, paternally
Revealing He's got a plan for me
Forming me like carpentry
He'll walk with me through a large country and he walks on the sea
Nothing compares to him and me as a team
When I want to scheme and blow off steem
Daydreaming about removing everything that doesn't sit right with me
He'll change the scene
Reminding me anger is murder as far as the hearts seeing and adultery is lusting
Chasing the American dream, with a scoop of vanilla ice cream and a bavarian cream
Has me fragmented with my energy light like a particle beam
Bruises, scabs and scars on me
Seems to be my theme
Why in the world does God not let his world gleam
Its broken bout the only thing we can agree on with the other team
On your live stream or on the mainstream
The real thing or in front of green screen
Standing in Walmart at the automated teller machine
Seeing little families
Hey I think I used to have one of those things
As I take the receipt for my frozen wings
Guess I'm a broken thing went from hoes and teams
To different strokes and diaper changing
Back to Im the one that needs changing
Not necessary down to my soul I'm clean
My maker died for me so forgive me if you cant understand what I mean but
The tears of the son are my self esteem