Poor Dad

I been running up the midnight hours Turned in another kill me Sunday They say that shit will leave you lonely Own brother 'd be ashamed to know me I don't want to be a deadbeat father My picture hung as a grim reminder Poor dad needs a holy rollin', a holy roll Two Advil and a diet soda Six hours since the savage sun rose One more and she'll be my baby's mama Another twenty to resolve the dram Poor dad needs a holy rollin', holy roll I wish i could turn back the time I been living like a northern ghost settled No heat on the east or the west coast Nothing beautiful to light the fire Nothing elegant to be admired Everybody here wears the same things Everybody here talks the same ways Poor dad needs a holy rollin', holy roll No sleep, bad dreams and hard luck Face facts, strike a match, watch it light up Throwing punches like a ten foot fighter Used to be light on my feet but now I'm lighter A whole generation pushed against the ropes But those pure brown eyes give me high hopes Life's gonna have you going down some steep slopes Your loved no matter how the rock rolls My daughter's a kung fu fighter My son's going to tame that tiger Your dad was a bird on a wire Just another long shadow in the fire I don't know if I'm coming or I'm going Or if I'm leaving on the next plane out of the country Everywhere I've been, I just listen to the wind And it pulls me around like a feather in the brim of my hat Light up Watch it light up Watch it light up No no you can't give up People change and I have no idea what I'm looking at yet Go walk the wire, take a ride alone, Lose yourself, learn a lot along the way I think I'm going to let your love in See that I kind of let my guard down Yeah I'm changing every day, what you looking at People change, they kind of find a way to slither through the cracks I can change, I can turn before I die a self inflicted heart attack. Faith, it's a loaded word but I'd oblige if it means a holiday People change