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You Call Yourself A Father?
You call yourself a father?
You call yourself my dad?
Your lies cut my soul,
Your excuses break my heart.
You left me in the dust,
With a woman whose only vice is the bottle.
She may not beat me, but she does harm me.
My emotions are nothing but a ball,
For you both to kick around.
I'm stuck with the memories of your love,
That was never really there.
I hate your very exsistance,
Why the fuck are you still here?
Just leave me be,
Let me grieve,
Dont call yourself my Father.
Its a title that needs earned.
And last time I checked you needed to be around to earn the trust and title that make you a dad.
Just take your excuses,
And shove them up where the sun dont shine you redneck prick.
And stay the fuck out of my life.
You call yourself a father?
Your not shit to me.
You call yourself my dad?
Your lies cut my soul,
Your excuses break my heart.
You left me in the dust,
With a woman whose only vice is the bottle.
She may not beat me, but she does harm me.
My emotions are nothing but a ball,
For you both to kick around.
I'm stuck with the memories of your love,
That was never really there.
I hate your very exsistance,
Why the fuck are you still here?
Just leave me be,
Let me grieve,
Dont call yourself my Father.
Its a title that needs earned.
And last time I checked you needed to be around to earn the trust and title that make you a dad.
Just take your excuses,
And shove them up where the sun dont shine you redneck prick.
And stay the fuck out of my life.
You call yourself a father?
Your not shit to me.
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