Sludge Covered Branches

When he fumbled I felt smarter than my dad // But what a stupid reason to be mad! // That's the point of having kids, if they surpass your average // Humanity moves forward to be pissed at that is sacrilege // That's why they call it raising children. They lift us up. // We see further than they could so we do different stuff // Dad was a construction worker. I'm not that strong. // He suspended from a swing stage I wrote some fucking songs // So let's be real, he killed it playing bass // But sacrificed the dream so his baby would be safe // Dude toured with Pantera, opened for Bon Jovi // Probably could have made it but had to stop so how low of me // To pass judgement he put the squad on his back // I've never been that selfless or hardworking, matter fact // Fuck everything I said. Nobody's perfect, I respect you // You've always done for it for me so if you fall, I'll try to catch you //