Leroy

Taste the ocean, the salt water tears
Consumed by pride, you’ve wasted twenty years
What is it that you still fear?
What is it that keeps you here?
Lavished streams, and golden gates
But the emptiness, is keeping you awake
What makes you so proud?
What do you know about your son now
Isn’t it so funny that you tell me that you care
When I’m over here and you’re still way over there
Now your son has a son of his own that you never see
You’ve never known him, and you don’t know me
Clinging desire, keeping close to empty worth
While you run your love and family into the dirt
What is it that makes you breathe?
What is it that you can’t leave?
Forged in lies, to disguise the guilt that you feel
But son and grandson are two things that are real
How can you say that you care
When I’m sitting here and you’re still over there?
Isn’t it so funny that you tell me that you care
When I’m over here and you’re still way over there
Now your son has a son of his own that you never see
You’ve never known him, and you don’t know me
I don’t call you family
You’ve always had me
But you threw me away
The exact same way
You discarded him before
I’m knocking on your door
Answer me, I’m prepared
Answer me if you still care
Did you ever really care?
I don’t think so, I don’t think so
‘Cause every chance you’ve had
You’ve turned your back
Did you ever really care?
I don’t think so, I don’t think so
‘Cause every chance you’ve had
You’ve turned your back
Isn’t it so funny that you tell me that you care
When I’m over here and you’re still way over there
Now your son has a son of his own that you never see
You’ve never known him, and you don’t know me
Now your son has a son of his own that you never see
You've never known him and you don't know me

Nu-metal, pop-rock, piano, symphonic, electric guitar, dark, male, alternative rock, angst