A World You Will Create

Hey, it's not lectures you care about
I think we're similar sometimes
I've spent my whole life trying not to grow to what you have become
It's gotten harder to celebrate
And even harder to think, "Hey man"
Red Dog's down by the river would have been so god damn fun

You weren't born a bastard father
But you birthed an innocent son
You were given proper water
To cleanse him from a world you will create

VERSE 2:
Why's it so god damn hard to think about
You and all your demands
Coming back with a master plan, no guts to stick around
If superstition really existed, I'd be one of many haunts
I don't want to but I will if I have to
I've crawled and stumbled over this name
I know I watched him fake it, told to love, not the same
It's getting harder and harder to recognize all the things that I once loved
Now you are clinging to the alter
To find I'm not who I always was

You weren't born a bastard father
But you birthed an innocent son
You were given proper water
To cleanse him from a world you will create (To cleanse him from a man he could become)

VERSE 3:
Such greenery landscape covers your mind
Fall until another woman hits your life
She ain't worth nothing cause she just doesn't care
The drugs they weren't enough, you're probably dumb enough to say a prayer
You stole from the government, but nobody really cares
And somehow I get stuck with information to make me more aware
It's getting harder and harder to recognize all the things that I once loved
Now you are clinging to the alter
To find I'm not who I always was

You weren't born a bastard father
But you birthed an innocent son
You were given proper water
To cleanse him from a world you will create