Binance

Dad & I (Holly McNarland)

I won't eat for you And i won't sleep for you And i can't trust you- And i'm so tired, you won't fight I'm too heavy and you're too light The truth be told - that you fit the mold For the hate i hold,willl knock you over, Burn up your face And i take over this hurtful place Dad and I The creep embodied- Behind shifty eyes Treats much discomfort With your petty lies So i'll just sit here and take up space Just reassure me it's a hurtful place Dad and I