Dad

If I cry, I have to admit

I still love you a little bit

Even though you hurt my life

And I don’t want you in it

Is it selfish I can’t stand

To see you sick and hold your hand

I wanna run away as fast as I can

This doesn’t fit in my plans

Is it wrong that I am angry

Cause you’re not allowed to need me

But I also feel guilty

If I treat you like you treat me

Am I allowed to feel sad

For all the times I wished you were dead

Can I still be mad

For all the times you weren’t there?

Later is already here

You give an inch, I want a mile

Moderate is not my style

I want it now, you want it later

I am not a waiter

You take time, I keep a steady pace

I want to get to that place

That place where everything is assured

Where I can predict most of my future

I wanna know if I can make a kid

The last thing on my bucketlist

No more uncertainty

No more waiting impatiently 

Berry

Het is net alsof je jarenlang in mijn hoofd hebt kunnen kijken
zodat je op alles waar ik over droomde zou lijken

It's like you've always been able to look inside my head
so you knew everything I dreamed of, and could look just like that

One foot out the door

So you've got new friends and forget about me
They're jobless addicts who suck you dry
I ask you what they do to make you happy
You claim I'm too judgmental with my perfect life

You go ahead and do as you please
But don't include me
I don't want to hear about it, let me be
I want to be care free

What am I doing this for?
I'm here, but I've got one foot out the door
I getting too old for this shit, life is too short

So you're aging with complaints
The glass is always half empty
You need me for love and I'm claimed
I'm exhausted from trying to make you see


You go ahead and do as you please
But don't include me
I don't want to hear about it, let me be
I want to be care free

What am I doing this for?
I'm here, but I've got one foot out the door
I getting too old for this shit, life is too short