6Ft
When I wake
I look at myself in the mirror
There's a thousand yards
In my blank stare
Am I okay
Shouldn't I know the answer
All I know that my tears have dried
And men can't cry
Dr Dr can you prescribe me
Something to take the edge off
This anxiety
I'm tired of being told
Brush it off, be a man rub some dirt on it
Say another joke and keep denying it
6 feet ain't so deep
Why, why, can't a son speak his feelings
Why, why, can't a father show some weakness
A man who's left alone
In his mind can't keep control
Of all that is conditioned
Why, can't a man be reinvisioned
Why do we take so much pain, loss without reason
A bruise across the face instead of conversation
I guess that's just too weak
It's a shame that is strength is our only measure
But the weight of all our pride will keep us blind
Dr Dr can you prescribe me
Something to take the edge off
This anxiety
I'm tired of being told
To Brush it off, be a man rub some dirt on it
Say another joke and keep denying it
I guess 6ft aint so deep
Why, why, can't a son speak his feelings
Why, why, can't a father show some weakness
A man who's left alone
In his mind can't keep control
Of all that is conditioned
Why, can't a man be reinvisioned
I look at myself in the mirror
There's a thousand yards
In my blank stare
Am I okay
Shouldn't I know the answer
All I know that my tears have dried
And men can't cry
Dr Dr can you prescribe me
Something to take the edge off
This anxiety
I'm tired of being told
Brush it off, be a man rub some dirt on it
Say another joke and keep denying it
6 feet ain't so deep
Why, why, can't a son speak his feelings
Why, why, can't a father show some weakness
A man who's left alone
In his mind can't keep control
Of all that is conditioned
Why, can't a man be reinvisioned
Why do we take so much pain, loss without reason
A bruise across the face instead of conversation
I guess that's just too weak
It's a shame that is strength is our only measure
But the weight of all our pride will keep us blind
Dr Dr can you prescribe me
Something to take the edge off
This anxiety
I'm tired of being told
To Brush it off, be a man rub some dirt on it
Say another joke and keep denying it
I guess 6ft aint so deep
Why, why, can't a son speak his feelings
Why, why, can't a father show some weakness
A man who's left alone
In his mind can't keep control
Of all that is conditioned
Why, can't a man be reinvisioned
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Writer(s): Cameron Absolum, Connor Absolum, Oscar Absolum
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