I never took you to have weaknesses
You were always the only stoic asshole who called me you
I can still feel my face pressing against the kitchen table
I can feel the radiator on my back
I couldn't wait for you to leave
(Somewhere) along the line I forgave you
You weren't ready to be a father; you didn't know how to
I'm okay with that now.
I'm not so different in that respect
I love you much more as my friend
And you almost left us
For good
I'll never forget what I saw that morning
6 AM
Stitches fresh in your chest
Never had any idea just how depressed
Twenty years of dust
The same layers in my head
Twenty years of mistrust
Rectified when you're dead
AND WHEN YOU GO
ALL I'LL HAVE IS YOUR NAME
ITS DEAD
ALL I'LL HAVE IS YOUR NAME
NO NEED TO SEE GOLD. SO STAY
ALL I'LL HAVE IS YOUR NAME
I'M JUST FAKE
UNDESERVED
AND
ALL I'LL HAVE IS JUST YOUR NAME
NOTHING HAS WORTH
DOOMED
A THIRD:
FAILURE
AND HOPEFULLY THE LAST
(this song is some ultra personal family shit. realizing your elders suffered mentally just like you did growing up and how you come to forgive them and love them and in the end you still hate yourself)
homies hitting up that old school dm while still tastefully retaining their core roots with no filler or corniness. a true fusion of death and core. Shroud