Broken sundown fatherless showdown Gun hip swollen lip bottle sip, yeah I suck dick Loose grip on gravity falls sky blinding crumbling walls River sweep away my memories of Children's things a young mother's love Before the yearning song of flesh on flesh Young hearts burst open wounds bleed fresh A young brother skinny and tall my older walks Oceanward and somber, slumber sleeping Flowers in the water, but I'm just his daughter Walking down an icy grave leading to my Schizophrenic father. Weeping willow won't you wallow louder Searching for my father's power