Fears

Growing up I never wanted to be my father
But Why bother when it's set in stone
We all die alone and we can't fix that
These pills were taking control
I had to change my life somehow
I starting selling just to pay bills
I had a lot of weight on my shoulders
It was like kicking boulders
Nothing was working
I had a job yet I wasn't making enough
My girl was always taking some
I couldn't afford my necessities
I lost all my friends they are now enemies
I guess it was sparked by jealousy
But how can I help that?
I work for everything I have
I have an expensive taste
Don't we all?
So when you call
Give me props for avoiding the cops
Whenever I was dealing
Sorry I was just in this feeling
Of rapping about more sad shit
Because we all have demons
But I like to meet em
Just so I can face them
I'm fucked up mentally
So we all call out for help
But they are missin our calls

Alcoholism depression are a perfect mixture
Obsession with prescriptions can be a fixture
Why all battle our inner demons
What can we do to counter them
Why don't just embrace them
Just to face em is too much
Growing up to be your parents is a kids worse nightmare
Having no hair is one of your fathers
Daddy leaving is one of your mothers
Daughter being a whore is another
Son being a drop out makes a momma pout

Disappointing to my parents is all I be
If only they can see I have been trying
Yet when they speak to me they be lying
I'm in a shadow of my younger brother
Like mother I'm sorry I can't be him
The only time you care is when I'm dying
I can see right through your stare
I'm just the oldest I have to be mature
But when did I ever have time to be a kid
Everything you asked I did
Remember when Dad was in California
We were in Texas and you were working
I was staying home watching him
These memories I need to get rid
They just tear me apart from my family
I just want to hear from my dad that his is proud
Only time I ever hear that is in my mind
It's never aloud
So when I make it I'll be able to say
I was on my own all they did was provide a home
They wonder why I was doing drugs
It's because I was getting no affection
Maybe to you it was too much for a hug
I never seemed to catch your attention
Always in the background
Never in the center

Alcoholism depression are a perfect mixture
Obsession with prescriptions can be a fixture
Why all battle our inner demons
But what can we do to counter them
Why don't just embrace them
Just to face em is too much
Growing up to be your parents is a kids worse nightmare
Having no hair is one of your fathers
Daddy leaving is one of your mothers
Daughter being a whore is another
Son being a drop out makes a momma pout



Credits
Writer(s): Steve Kmak, Michael Wengren, David Michael Draiman, Dan J Donegan
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