January 11th, 2017

Ooooh, Oooooh, Oooooh

oooooh, ooooooh, oooooh

I cleaned out your dresser, found some joints.

My sister smoked 'em, I didn't see the point.

And everyone keeps saying, that I look just like you.

Life don't seem so long anymore.

The day my daddy died,

I damn near quit the band.

The day my daddy died,

I held my mama's hand.

I cried my tears then dried 'em up,

Put my face inside my hands.

The day my daddy died,

I became a man.

The cops came, they did not take off their shoes.

People hug me, I smell like ten thousand perfumes.

Gave away the wheelchair, you're gone but I'm still here.

January in Detroit is cold as fuck.

The day my daddy died,

I damn near quit the band.

The day my daddy died,

I held my mama's hand.

I cried my tears then dried 'em up,

Put my face inside my hands.

The day my daddy died,

I became a man.

The day my daddy died,

I became a man.

I love you a lot.

I love you too.

Remind me to let you run away if you need to run places

like the basement. I mean,

that's what it's a part of... that... being an individual.

Yeah letting people go.

Yeah.

Remind me to let you go too if you need to.

Absolutely.

I love you.

I love you so much.

You gonna put that into a song?