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The Receiving End Of Sirens
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The Salesman, The Husband, The Lover
Lyricist:Alex Bars, Brendan Brown, Andrew Cook, Nate Patterson, Brian Southall
Baby boy had a big old heart Large enough to tear apart And split evenly in two, evenly in two
Mom and Dad had a rocky start Too much head to little heart Soon one turned into two, one two
Dirty hands made separate beds And folded sheets in which they slept Oh, what's a boy to do? What's a boy to do?
Daddy finds ten dollar whores and liquor stores Can offer more than his family, more than his friends More than a woman that he wed
Oh no, what a shameful seed I've sown
Then one day daddy walked away From his wife and child they had made It must have been too much It must have been too much
Mommy tried her best to pay The bills so that her son could stay In the house that he was raised The sons fight the father's war
Love on his heels He walked out of the door Left a son to fight his war Left a son to fight his war
You shadow, you ghost Look how crooked I've grown What a shameful seed you've sown What a seed you've sown
Court ordered visits meant weekends with his Dad Where he had learned his share of lessons On how to drink like his old man
Back home his mother packed her bags Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And their dreams that she watched drown For a single room apartment in the seedy part of town
Baby boy became the dad His family had always lacked A spitting image of the man Down to the way he turned his back
He inherited his cheating An heir to his drunken breath His father willed him arrogance Passed down his empty chest
Love on his heels He walked out the door Left a son to fight his war Left a son to fight his war
You shadow, you ghost Look how crooked I've grown What a shameful seed you've sown What a seed you've sown
Be a light bulb, I'm a wishbone Be a rifle, a telephone I'm just here for you to use I've got nothing left to lose
I'm the wardship battle I'm from remnants of the precious metals That weigh you both down We are heavied oh so heavy We are heavied oh so heavy
Love on his heels He walked out the door Left a son to fight his war Left a son to fight his war
You shadow, you ghost Look how crooked I've grown What a shameful seed you've sown What a seed you've sown
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