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Showing posts with label April Fathers Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label April Fathers Day. Show all posts

Saturday, November 3, 2012

April Father's Day


Song: April Father's Day
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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Chorus
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