Like a Father - The Soft Moon

Been sick for a while

Take pills to catch my grip

What is my desire

I choke cuz air is too thick

I’m thin like a cage

Not long before I break

Sick like a dog

Take shots to kill the switch

Something’s got to give

Something’s got to give

Something’s got to give

Something’s got to give

This guilt is a problem

You’re the ghost of my problem

This hate is a problem

You’re the ghost of my problem

This is a problem

You’re the ghost of my problem

This head is a problem

You’re the ghost of my problem

Something’s got to give

Something’s got to give

Something’s got to give

Something’s got to give

Something’s got to give

Something’s got to give

Something’s got to give

Something’s got to give

This knife like a father

Hunt you down, turn you off to be stronger

This knife like a father

Hunt you down, turn you off to be stronger

This knife like a father

Hunt you down, turn you off to be stronger

This knife like a father

Hunt you down, turn you off to be stronger

This knife like a father

Hunt you down, turn you off to be stronger

This knife like a father

Hunt you down, turn you off to be stronger