Getting back in touch with the comfort of the clutch. a miserly that I miss so much of a life lost in the exhaust of a burnout and u know there's only so many ways things can turn out so no surprises reminded every day how pointless his life is Not the man that I wanted to b n definitely not the man that I wanted u to see you'll agree the real me, is one of those things ud wanna hide and hold secretly inside I only lied cuz some things r better untold,bring it up and watch me unfold a cycle that gets old real fast leaving u on the shore to watch as I cast myself into a sea of self destruction I find comfort in the familiar dysfunction where I finally feel like I fit! so I sit n ride out the storm. my insecurities keep me warm as the world is torn apart I grab a horn n start playing...I dunno something like the blues I guess. My mom n dad made a mess who's willing to confess he's never been the best son or sibling, the one who did bring shame to the family name A flame. Lost in he clouds of smoke. No joke We soak up the suffering n the sadness To the point of madness Dad this....isn't the way it's suppose to b,is it? I avoid your calls n refuse to visit Sometimes I think I hear u call my name The way u did when I was a boy n we were playing a game Gabblie ****, monkey, or worm I'm 30 years old but u still use the term After how many times this bridge has been burned U helped me rebuild, warm welcomed return Ud think I would learn n I did as a kid, You'll always love me, despite the **** that I did I use to cry when I'd see u calling when I went off the grid I felt such failure, how many times r u gonna have to bail yer kid outta jail, so he can just home n snort another rail Then lie to your face, accepted my position as a disgrace A grown man behind bars who just wants to feel daddy's embrace To u I'm not fair we spent so much more time together while I was there Just know that I care, but I can't bare to b swallowed by your stare When u look in my eyes n your son is not there, Both torn apart within that moment we share Realize as I try my best not to look high That Everything that I say, is still a lie to this day. Every night I still pray that I'll wake up n not b this way But for now all I can say is I'm sorry....silently too myself The words "Im still a tweeker "stuck within my mouth