Indeed - Fear. Obligation. Guilt. (F.O.G.)

Staying up late with you the night before Mother's Day feels bittersweet and ironic someway
Two bottles of whiskey and I don't know much about you, well I'm afraid I'm about to
I can't help it, how I'm feeling right now. Your lips are moving, but there's no truth coming out
You say what you're thinking without thinking at all. I guess you're the only one who's never at fault
She never said one bad thing about you. Now you're here talking shit
Man I hear what you're saying, but you were never around
She raised me better than this song. And she's more gracious than I am strong, 'cause
She never said one bad thing about you, and now you're here talking shit
All the worste parts of me, they came from you
All the worste parts of me, are the best in you
Man I hear what you're saying, but you were never around
All I'm feeling is fucked up thanks to you
All I'm feeling is fucked up thanks to you
All I'm feeling is fucked up thanks to you
All I'm feeling is fucked up thanks to you
All I'm feeling is fucked up thanks to you
All I'm feeling is fucked up thanks to you
All I'm feeling is fucked up thanks to you
All I'm feeling is fucked up thanks to you... thanks to you
Two bottles of whiskey and I don't know much about you

Written by:
Jonathan Cook, Shaun Freeman

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