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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
Writer(s): Jeff Beadle
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