Seed

Every day it gets a little harder, 
Can't seem to get away
I remember there's a certain place, 
A place I wish I'd stay
I feel so lost within - pressured, 
I'm headed for that day
Just one thought in my head, really. 
Do I need this fame?

Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), 
I see something I can't be
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be
Like some god damn fucking freak, 
I'm so pressured, I'm so worried,
Something takes a hold of me, 
Something I can't believe.

I lay in bed at night and wonder, 
Should I go on this way?
It's the only thing I really got for now, 
And it's called fame 

Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed)
I see something I can't be
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be
Like some god damn fucking freak
I'm so pressured, I'm so worried
something takes a hold of me
Something I can't believe

So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine
So I see this face and I realize it's mine

I feel the rattle... 

So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine
So I see this face and I realize it's mine

I feel the rattle... 

Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), 
I see something I can't be
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be
Like some god damn fucking freak, 
I'm so pressured, I'm so worried
Something takes a hold of me, 
Something I can't believe

Like some god damn fucking freak!
 

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