I'm sitting on the sidewalk I don't know what to do I'm thinking about my deadbeat dad and what he put us through it's okay Dad I don't blame you I'm just saying maybe my future would have been different if you stuck it through instead you turned and ran as if your name was juice I grew up with a deadbeat dad who paid his child support dues when he was done I guess he thought his fatherly duties worth roof zap solutely clueless about being father sorry to break the news when he left his family behind it didn't walk away the bastard f****** flu bulshit I went through if you only knew I guess when I allowed him back into my life he thought he could start over brand new it's obvious as a father he was incapable of what the f*** to do all of this I'm saying is 100% true Dear Dad f*** you it's okay now I'm all grown up I'm calling this a truce believe me everything I'm saying is 100% true this is a true story this isn't fiction f***** up so bad I discovered addiction it had me by the balls it was causing some friction I had a void in my life something was missing I grew up in a single-family home but I always had a vision because what I was going through is definitely not what I had envisioned addiction and I what a f****** Collision most days you got the best of me if blinded my vision all it took was one little incision I had the weight of the world on my shoulders it felt like I was carrying around this giant boulder each day that passed I got a little colder I'll never give up or accept defeat I may fall down but I always land on my feet caught in this Vicious Circle stuck on repeat if I can go back in time and change some s*** I would press the delete