April Father's Day

Song: April Father's Day

Album: Toussaint Morrison Is Not My Boyfriend

Artist: Toussaint Morrison

Written by Toussaint Morrison

Released August 21, 2012

ref: http://toussaintmorrison.bandcamp.com/track/april-fathers-day

Tell me

Is it as easy as- is it as easy as it looks

Tell me

Did it make ya laugh- did it make ya laugh to watch me on a hook

Because a joke is only good as the number of people laughin’ with you

And I don’t mean to kill your party, but nobody found it funny or new

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How sweet the feelin’

When it can’t get worse

Because it keeps me breathin’

Holdin’ out for what good’s worth

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I- I wanna know

Did ya have a plan

And i- I want you

To know where I stand

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Chorus

To keep the feelin’

When it can’t get worse

And everything is leadin’

Up to what this life is worth

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Standin’ aside the line was never how divine’s designed

We’re born on it without a wall or lie to hide behind

But tell me who’s behind the lies when we become it

How many fellas wakin’ up with ladies they wouldn’t want as their children’s mother

How many of y’all seekin’ at sundown when it’s appealin’

But wake up in a situation you couldn’t explain with sixty minutes

It’s apparent you’ve sewn the wind, but can’t afford to reap the berry

And just the thought of it is overbearin’ to care and very scary

But it’s hard to hold to morals livin’ by the Milwaukee code

Hangin’ out the passenger window screamin’ “go home or go beastmode”

I’m in a free flow, but the game’s still played with debit

And you just cashed out- is the end of that sentence

The further from the truth, the easier the news goes viral

And you went and started actin’ knocked up- Catherine Heigl

Unbeknownst on foreign ground, I handle this cats like Feivel

Called ya bluff. Talk to ya never. Goodnight- boom

Give me hell

Give me hell

Give me hell

Until I can’t feel a thing

Baby, madness is me

Press every button and every open wound

It doesn’t sting

The line between your hope and despair

Is freakin’ you out

And when it gets there- and when it gets there

And it’s nowhere to be found

Ask yourself what life is left in ya- left in ya

To give out

I’m askin’ what love to do ya have to give to

To give to this world