Letra da Música Father de Ikonoklast

Thanks for the inspiration, father
I can always count on you for bringing me down
You always told me I'd never be anything
As long as I lived my life this way

Being who I am
Exactly what you say you used to be
But you never were
You were just a lie then, too
Just another yuppie
Burn-out wanna-be hippie
Who's always tried to tell me
What I should be and do

Well, I'm sick of all your bullshit, father
'Cuz this is who I am
If you can't love a child for the way it is
how can you call yourself a dad?

Thanks for giving me support, father
Although you've never given me any
You always said I'd never succeed in anything
But I wrote this fucking song, didn't I?

Living out my life - the way that I want to
Is it such a crime - to be fucking human?
Not a servant robot - to support a system
That I refuse to agree with
Doesn't that count for anything?
sorry I'm not good enough, father
sorry I'm an ignorant piece of shit
But if you got your mind off drugs and money

Than maybe you wouldn't be plagued
with such blind incompetence
If I died tomorrow, would you even care?
I'm not the only one who sees this
thanks for giving me life, father
A life of insults, fear, and rejection

I know that you fed me and raised me through childhood
But you wasted your time,
'Cuz I should have been aborted
But now I'm a man or at least a broken shell of one
And though through your eyes
I know that I'm far less

I know that I'm not perfect - nobody is
But it takes more than dirt
To grow a healthy tree
(Live: ...shit - to grow a fucking tree)
Sometimes I feel your eyes, father
Scolding at the fact that I am your child
Admonished and rejected, stepped on and shot down
Who'd believe that a man of your status would lie?

Letra enviada por
Allan Carvalho Mendes - Guanhães/Diamantina - MG