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letra de all too familiar - prose

[verse 1]
at times i tell myself, ’cause i’m the only one i listen too
micheal man i’m sick of you! how could you be so hypocritical?
a few years ago you wouldn’t smoke, now look what you’re addicted to
and you wonder why you’re ridiculed
you’re so different than you used to be
it’s almost like you isn’t who you was when you was still a youth
what’s got into you? not only are you smoking but, to top it off your drinking too!
and getting nicked every time you’re getting pissed
and i’ve figured all the cigs you use in all your spliffs addictive too
you need to pick a route, look at what your father’s like
you don’t wanna end up in his shoes
another shit excuse for a dad, he lived to use
abusing what he can to lift his mood
i think crack head would be the thing they’d use
as a descriptive tool if in a witness interview
i’m just saying you should think it through

[chorus]
this life, and all you had you wasted away
one last look in the mirror
i’d cry, if it would wash the pain from my face
feels all too familiar

[verse 2]
you know i only spit the truth
sometimes when you look into the mirror i see him in you
i look deep in your eyes and each and individual
mistake you’ve made simmers through, always got something to prove
it’s better to regret the things you’ve done, than shit you didn’t do
but now you’re about to have a kid, so you got everything to lose
you have to give your child what your dad never gave to you
you was man enough to stick it in, be man enough to stick it through
and you’re just gonna have to handle that
collateral damage happens man i know it’s hard to fathom that
you make your bed you lie in it, i’ll just say the fact is that
i’ll die before i let my kid call another man his dad!
it never happens quite the way you have it planned
and prides one thing that never seems to p-ss the glands
i couldn’t wash it down regardless of the cans i drank
i just want my child to know i’ll be there for him hand in hand

[chorus]
this life, and all you had you wasted away
one last look in the mirror
i’d cry, if it would wash the pain from my face
feels all too familiar

[verse 3]
pardon me for being stupid
i lost my way and now i realise i need to change
apologies for these excuses
i’ve been foolish there’s no reasoning for my mistakes

- prose

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