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lyrics
I saw my mother lying on our kitchen table
Her lips were stained purple like her glass
And my father forgot to come home for dinner again
That’s ok, though, we ordered in
I’m pretending that these shows can replace affection
You remind me of my dad
And I just wanna hold my hand
Can you hear me?
I’m making friends with handles
Living my teenage years (like they’re my last)
And, Dad, can you hear me?
I wish you would be around
The way you look at me
I look so bad
You remind me of my dad
And I just wanna hold my hand
credits
from construct,
released April 15, 2016
Vocals by Yancey Ballard
Trumpet by Pete Hall
Drums by Noah Linn
Mixed/Mastered Jesse Mangum