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• Artiste: The Marshes
• Titre: Grandpa
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This is just nothing A lame attempt to make amends To resurrect a dead man after he’s gone Sing a song if you feel like it But don’t put on the air of someone grieved You think of me as a tool Isn’t that so low? Doesn’t it bug you you’re cold? Once it did, but it passed Now I talk to an empty heart Watch yourself, lest you tell the others You never waited up with me Or felt a loss as I slipped away You sure are gruesome Won’t you go away? I love you not today And yet you call me friend Isn’t that too much? Don’t you mean less than you said? After all I did you, thank me not a little bit I took in so much of you Doesn’t that mean anything at all? How about supporting your name? I think of you well You’re an example to me Isn’t that just a fact? Haven’t I ever honored you? You know I have, but you don’t say so You always made a fool of me But still I visit at your grave You sure are gruesome Why don’t you go away? I came but I won’t stay I got a lot of friends You’re pathetic A no-name schlub, out of work Can’t you even see your own thoughts to their end? Leave me be to rest in peace Next time I won’t stay here when you leave With all that I am, you’ll die You’ll hurt yourself but it will be my fault You never should have fucked with me But now I guess you’ll live with me Yeah, I guess I’m gruesome Push all your thoughts away You never made a dent in me You wanted a big family? You’ve got one that’ll end your days