It's never felt so hot within these walls, between the cracks
As we forget our manners, days slow down and I relapse
Dear Dad-I'm having trouble feeling sad
Your words find secret pathways through my spine
Inside my teeth I'll scream-you know that I miss you, you know that I miss you
Inside my teeth I'll scream-those diamond streets, invisible runways buried beneath.
And I was wrong this time
Oh I was so wrong
Every other morning I wake up lost and tired of dreaming.
As we distill our vision, nights grow long and void of real meaning.
And Dad you dont know the half of it this time
But you told me what was yours would soon be mine,
and you tought me to no longer be afraid
I'll never be afraid