Oh thou have fathered
Son and daughter
Doth begat yet raised not bother
Paralyzed your childrens lives
Wither vines of family ties
Self destruction
Make him function
Crayons and clay
Days turn blue to gray
Days turn blue to gray
Oh 17 when
Family begin
Drinking fighting heroin
Unquenchable addictions call
Responsible to none above all
Self destruction
Make's him function
Crayons and clay
Days turn blue to gray
Days turn blue to gray
Lest I taste
It's sweet grapes
Glass to tongue
Across it tips
Cross my lips
Swallow his soul
Son and daughter
Doth begat yet raised not bother
Paralyzed your childrens lives
Wither vines of family ties
Self destruction
Make him function
Crayons and clay
Days turn blue to gray
Days turn blue to gray
Oh 17 when
Family begin
Drinking fighting heroin
Unquenchable addictions call
Responsible to none above all
Self destruction
Make's him function
Crayons and clay
Days turn blue to gray
Days turn blue to gray
Lest I taste
It's sweet grapes
Glass to tongue
Across it tips
Cross my lips
Swallow his soul
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