A World You Will Create

Hey, it's not lectures you care about

I think we're similar sometimes

I've spent my whole life trying not to grow to what you have become

It's gotten harder to celebrate

And even harder to think, "Hey man"

Red Dog's down by the river would have been so god damn fun

You weren't born a bastard father

But you birthed an innocent son

You were given proper water

To cleanse him from a world you will create

VERSE 2:

Why's it so god damn hard to think about

You and all your demands

Coming back with a master plan, no guts to stick around

If superstition really existed, I'd be one of many haunts

I don't want to but I will if I have to

I've crawled and stumbled over this name

I know I watched him fake it, told to love, not the same

It's getting harder and harder to recognize all the things that I once loved

Now you are clinging to the alter

To find I'm not who I always was

You weren't born a bastard father

But you birthed an innocent son

You were given proper water

To cleanse him from a world you will create (To cleanse him from a man he could become)

VERSE 3:

Such greenery landscape covers your mind

Fall until another woman hits your life

She ain't worth nothing cause she just doesn't care

The drugs they weren't enough, you're probably dumb enough to say a prayer

You stole from the government, but nobody really cares

And somehow I get stuck with information to make me more aware

It's getting harder and harder to recognize all the things that I once loved

Now you are clinging to the alter

To find I'm not who I always was

You weren't born a bastard father

But you birthed an innocent son

You were given proper water

To cleanse him from a world you will create