Seed Testo

Every day it gets a little harder, can't seem to get away.

I remember there's a certain place, a place I wish I'd stay.

I feel so lost within -- pressured, I'm headed for that day.

Just one thought in my head, really. Do I need this fame?


Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be.

Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.

Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so weak.

Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.



I lay in bed at night and wonder, should I go on this way?

It's the only thing I really got for now, and it's called fame.



Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be.

Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so weak.

Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.



So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.

So I see this face and I realize it's mine.



Gibberish



So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.

So I see this face and I realize it's mine.



Gibberish



Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be.

Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.

Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so weak.

Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.



Like some god damn fucking freak! (x4)