Chewing Ghosts - Dads

Have the decency to bury me

If you’re going to kick me dead

This is uplifting instrumental music for people who

Need a good talking to;

Find something new to hate

Find something else to fill your plate

Maybe you’d like me again if I went back to the bottle

Maybe you’d like me again if I went back to being miserable

We could be unhappy together

We could be drunk together

We could be punk together

We could be friends again

Just when you think you’ve dusted off your ghosts

New ones form to take their place

Well I’m old enough to know

I’ve never been much of a fan of the aftertaste

You are a bunch of

Metaphors and similes (in someways)

Tucked away in

Passive aggressive failed poetry

But you don’t deserve a second of bad mouthing

You don’t deserve even a crow call to your name

I’ll leave your tongue for the coasts

I’ll leave your words for the toasts

Enemies come and enemies go

Some burn dull enough just to fade away

I can’t wait to see you fade away

Just when you think you’ve dusted off the ghosts

New ones form to take their place

Well I’m old enough to know

I’ve never been much a fan of the aftertaste

I wanna see you hate who you were

I wanna see you hate yourself for what you’ve done

Your mother was right

You are the bastard type

And I won’t fuel the fire that keeps you warm

You’ve given me more

Than a chip on my shoulder

I’ve got enough anger to fight this whole war

If you want to be missed

You can’t live like this

Get out while you can, I’ll call when I care

Just when you think you’ve dusted off the ghosts

New ones form to take their place

Well I’m old enough to know

I’ve never been much a fan of the aftertaste

There are people that will make you bitter

Angry, entirely for the rest of your life

And there are people that will willingly

Warm your cold bones so you can finally sleep a night

I need something new to obsess over

I need something new to obsess over