I let you down again.
Through your point of view I've made a mess of my whole life.
I can't change your perception you're best without knowing I have no sympathy.
He was my dad too.
You moved out west, I stayed back east.
Strictly for the family.
September brought me nothing but pain.
You left me for dead.
So I left you a note.
It read please leave me alone so I can lick my wounds and get back up on my feet.
A subtle scene of imagery you called it as it was.
I called you up to let you know I've been rehearsing this for that one day we hash this shit out.
I'm not breaking down, I'm building up.
It's not that I don't care.
I've just been hurt.
I'm telling everyone about you.
I can't believe it's almost been eight years.
It's like a bad dream, we're only getting older.

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