The Soft Moon
Like a Father
Been sick for a while
Take pills to catch my grip
What is my desire
I choke cuz air is too thick
I'm thin like a cage
Not long before I break
Sick like a dog
Take shots to kill the switch

Something's got to give

This guilt is a problem
You're the ghost of my problem
This hate is a problem
You're the ghost of my problem
This head is a problem
You're the ghost of my problem

Something's got to give

This knife like a father
Hunt you down
Turn you off to be stronger