Your Father
Max Bemis
One night with me is bringing back the memories
Of that old room where you started fucking the fear
Two broad shoulders and two hands as big as mine
I bet you think I bet you know the end is near
And maybe it is
'Cause people like your father don't take it lightly when we kiss (lightly when we kiss)
So now you either follow, let go, or bury below (below, below)
But you can't escape the sinking feelings you don't outgrow
Two broad shoulders and two hands as big as mine
I bet you think I bet you know the end is near
And maybe it is
'Cause people like your father don't take it lightly when we kiss (lightly when we kiss)
So now you either follow, let go, or bury below (below, below)
But you can't escape the sinking feelings you don't outgrow