January 11th, 2017

I cleaned out your dresser, found some joints My sister smoked 'em, I didn't see the point And everyone keeps sayin' that I look just like you Life don't seem so alone anymore The day my daddy died, I damn near quit the band The day my daddy died, I held my mama's hand I cried my tears, then dried 'em up Put my face inside my hands The day my daddy died, I became a man The cops came, they did not take off their shoes People hug me, I smell like 10,000 perfumes Gave away the wheelchair, you're gone, but I'm still here January in Detroit is cold as fuck The day my daddy died, I damn near quit the band The day my daddy died, I held my mama's hand I cried my tears, then dried 'em up Put my face inside my hands The day my daddy died, I became a man The day my daddy died, I became a man I love you a lot I love you, too Remind me to let you run away if you need to run places, like the basement I mean, that's what it's a part, isn't it? Being an individual Yeah, letting people go Yeah Remind me to let you go, too, if you need to Absolutely I love you I love you so much. You're gonna put that into a song?