YOUR FATHER'S SON

Wielding words like aimless arrows
You should be careful where you stand
It could be days it could be hours
But every arrows got to land
So if youre any good at riddles
You should take a crack at this
If every second has a fiddle
Does every razor have a wrist?

It fits so well
What youve become is
Your fathers son, which
Will never be much of anyone

Stealing time in raids and riots
Now youve more than you can hold
So youre gambling with a giant
From some fairy tale you told
So if youre any good at bluffing
I suggest you do it quick
Cause every one is next to nothing
And every tock will have a tick

It fits so well
What youve become is
Your fathers son, which
Will never be much of anyone

What youve become cannot be undone
And youll never come to much of anyone
God help you if you ever need a friend
God help you if you ever need a friend
God help you if you ever need a friend
God help you if you ever, ever

Well
What youve become is
Your fathers son, which
Will never be much of anyone
What youve become cannot be undone
And youll never come to much of anyone

SHAYFER JAMES
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