
My Father who art in Ranch cup (my lyric/poem Toddlers Tantrum)
Waltz-Metal, Slow-depressive-rock, Erie, Chilling,
August 8th, 2024suno
Lyrics
I sold the cradle, made my escape.
traded my fortune, for an early grave.
Severed the love, and lived in the hate.
The man, I never wanted to be, was the man I became.
Don't try to compare us, we are not the same.
It's a lie I tell myself, everyday.
You called me son, use my name.
Father is something, you never became.
Severed the trust, and lived in the rage.
The man, I never wanted to be, was the man I became.
Don't try to compare us, we are not the same.
It's a lie I tell myself, everyday.
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