Dad
Lyrics & Vocals By Lucky Lex
Music By Alex Yvon Blain
Trumpet By Martine Labbe
Drums By Alexandre Laroque
Guitars By Blex XP
Keyboards & Bass By Blex XP
RECORDED & MIXED AT ALXMUZIC STUDIO BY ALEX YVON BLAIN
MASTERED BY FREDERICK THIVIERGE
DAD
Two days after Valentine, the day that he left
He fell on the ground and released his last breath
Every year when alone, I'm reminded of death
And the choices he made are so ruff to accept
I know that it's hard, I also get depressed
I stay alone and sob, so much pain on my chest
Till the day is gone, in my bed with no rest
I'm not singing a Song when my mind is obsessed
It's so easy to mourn about what is not left
Once I was torn, I even tried to smoke Meth
I know that it's wrong like the lies I suppressed
It has been so long, this is my will to confess
A hard pill to digest but I cant stay repressed
It is Ill to express, the dark side is a mess
Yo if life is a test, I wont give up like the rest
Willing to try at best, I heard Lucky is blessed
(Chorus)
A year prior to that, I said stop drinking Dad
Need to open your eyes and see all that you have
The drugs and the alcohol is making you sad
Your Love for whats Bad, I guess is making me Mad
Ooh Yeah... calm down and jump back in this verse
Whats the meaning of rap, is it passion or curse
Fuck expressing the hurt, I wish I was a Nurse
Not a jerk with a mic or a Lyric Expert
Will I learn, stay alert, not just follow a hearse
I'm concerned by concert and the words I assert
When I write of course there's no need to converse
Seems the truth of my search is all megahertz
Another man I loved, killed himself name was Kurt
Sometimes dream of above, or is afterlife worst
All the Idols of mine are Insane or In Dirt
Write one more line, instead of going to Church
My soul is Immersed with an Emotional Burst
Its my way to hold on, sorrow's Reversed
Blood of an Addict, mind is so Perverse
When it's getting too dark, open lights to Rehearse
(Chorus)
A year prior to that, I said stop drinking Dad
Need to open your eyes and see all that you have
The drugs and the alcohol is making you sad
Your Love for whats Bad, I guess is making me Mad
When my father was smashed, he was strange indeed
Like a book that was glassed, he was so hard to read
He would act in contrast to how he'd usually be
Like a sinking raft in a river that Bleeds
The question I ask, was he just like me ?
Cause I was having a blast, then closer to Fiend
Went from first of the class, then last of my breed
Was lower caste, while the others succeed
Everyone I outlasted, the stoner exceeds
All moving too fast, when stuck the scene
Lets keep that in the past, now is all that I need
I stopped filling my glass and stopped smoking the weed
From my hopes that are vast and the healing creed
And the words that I add to my phrases of reason
The son I don't have and the wife of my dream
And my dad that has passed and praises to freedom
