Lyrics Father + Father* - Sauseg0dK

Reduced to sack of bones, I'm malnourished
And the wits don't matter when your tone a tourist
I used to manifest within my songs, desperation
Pray a Urus, other sorts of excursions waiting, laying patient on the lawn

I tried to work until the work was gone
Now I feel these veins convulsing in my palms
A power stricken fate where I belong
So my advice was taking new advice from those who sang they song

While the gap between my father's youth and mine was hard to hurdle
My old man provides the tenets to success, that's universal
While the gap between my father's youth and mine was hard to hurdle
My old man provides the tenets to success, that's universal

He's on a...
Soul search, but distracted by material thinking
A clash and friction, consumerism and making millions
Draw this line between sustainability and healing
Father, Holy Spirit, trust I conquer, trust I feel it

For I've been ambiguous, akin to those Sicilians
His rotten stricken teeth and more important tempered sinning
Bandicoot type spinning, minds a fluster, ticking minutes
Which father can I trust, the one who made, or one religious?