Old Man

My old man How you been? What do you make Of world events? Do I regret The times I said That I can't stand My old man Foreign lands And arguments The bullet wounds In self defense A Heavy door A lot like yours It didn't go well But I was trynna help Time don't make it better, no Just makes the feeling grow Don't you know the tables turn on you When you get old My old man Understands Only praise. Compliments There's a child In disguise Please be kind Just this time Time don't make it better, no Just makes the feeling grow Don't you know the tables turn on you When you get old Time don't make it better, no Just makes the feeling grow Don't you know the tables turn on you When you get old