Like Father, Like Son - Yüth Forever

I’m diseased

Struck with melancholy

And a deadbeat dad who never said sorry

I’m diseased, I’m diseased

The roots have poisoned the tree

So all I ask is that you take it easy on me

I’ve got a whole lot of questions that will never get answered

And a pair of slit wrists to match a heart filled with cancer

There’s a bastard in my blood that’s clawing to get out

But every now and again he escapes through my mouth

I wasn’t worth your time

But really I’m fine

I’ve been like this my whole life

Wrist always pressed to the knife

I’m swear I’m okay, I know everybody dies

I just wish we could have said our hello’s before we said our goodbyes

I’ll keep singing this lullaby

And try my hardest to not curse your name with tears in my eyes

Because I swear that I’m fine

I’m fine

I can’t miss what wasn’t mine

You were never my dad, and really that’s fine

A livid existence

Where my thoughts are constricted

Happiness restricted from a person gone missing

That’s a 10−57, and I’m a 10−56

So all I dream about is heaven, even though I’m sick

I’m a monster without a father

An embarrassment to my mother

So it’s no wonder that I’m going under

Why don’t you love your son?

Your pride and joy, I love you dad

Why don’t you love your son?