My Dad
Stunts
Yesterday, you turned the motel into your home Made those lightbulbs into cups Eat out of my hands, cause you cut off yours Feed you my hard earned piece of land On the 10th floor bathroom, people fall everyday She said, "Dead men don't matter to me" So I yell drag your knuckles Won't you hurry up now I hope you've found new friends while the lands empty Their creeping eyes follow me And those south Philly scumbags take the fun out of me But there's fear in your eyes and I'm losing sleep
From Letras Mania