January 11th, 2017

Ooooh, Oooooh, Oooooh oooooh, ooooooh, oooooh I cleaned out your dresser, found some joints. My sister smoked 'em, I didn't see the point. And everyone keeps saying, that I look just like you. Life don't seem so long anymore. The day my daddy died, I damn near quit the band. The day my daddy died, I held my mama's hand. I cried my tears then dried 'em up, Put my face inside my hands. The day my daddy died, I became a man. The cops came, they did not take off their shoes. People hug me, I smell like ten thousand perfumes. Gave away the wheelchair, you're gone but I'm still here. January in Detroit is cold as fuck. The day my daddy died, I damn near quit the band. The day my daddy died, I held my mama's hand. I cried my tears then dried 'em up, Put my face inside my hands. The day my daddy died, I became a man. The day my daddy died, I became a man. I love you a lot. I love you too. Remind me to let you run away if you need to run places like the basement. I mean, that's what it's a part of... that... being an individual. Yeah letting people go. Yeah. Remind me to let you go too if you need to. Absolutely. I love you. I love you so much. You gonna put that into a song?