Diatribe The Phantom Stranger - Distant Sons

Grow cold
Grow cold with a distant son
Grow cold with a distant son,
Grow cold
Yo
The right thing's always been the hard thing
But you ain't got the heart, no, you just in the bar scene
Got the goddaughter in the car seat
Take her to the park to play
Visiting your moms on the holidays
While all of y'all just walk away
I'm the one they call when a problem came
We got a lot to talk about, yeah, I got some things I want to say
But you're afraid to have that conversation
Remembering your promises is my motto, so I always honor all my obligations
I operate on assumption, the opposite is true of you
It's not complicated no, it's Occam's Razor
The proof is in the pudding, if you're lookin' than it's obvious
And you cannot debate it
It's ironic how you're not around
Despite our names, now you're the stranger
With poor relationships
With family, friends, and neighbors turned acquaintances
And I can take the hint and you can just plead the fifth,
Been a son to the mothers and a brother to the sisters
And I love you like your blood but you never come to visit
Distant sons distant sons
Been a son to the mothers and a brother to the sisters
And I love you like your blood but you never come to visit
Distant sons distant sons
So give me some credit and give me some friggin' respect
Despite where I've been I have arisen
I'm in a position that I would consider succes
Though I will Admit it
It's not without scars and not without limits
And not without things on my chest
For all of my faults and all of my critics
Well I always give it my best
Acknowledge my flaws I'm honest bout sinning
But y'all can just give it a rest
If you want to diminish my progress and winning
By constantly bringing up when
I have been wrong or I have been vicious
Or I have malicious intent
But it seems you forgot the positive things and all I've given my friends
When they're caught in a system and call me to listen
Or stop into visit a mother on Christmas
I know that they're missing a son that is dead
Or what I did for a living
When I was committed to giving to kids without beds
If we're gonna pretend
Well then
Somebody tell me where the hell have you been
What have you done for anyone else
Who have you helped
Reflecting yourself and repent
Let he without sin cast the first stone in defense
Lest the glass walls fall, shattering down and descend
Been a son to the mothers and a brother to the sisters
And I love you like your blood, but you never come to visit
Distant sons, distant sons
Been a son to the mothers and a brother to the sisters
And I love you like your blood, But you never come to visit
Distant sons distant sons
Been a son to the mothers and a brother to the sisters
And I Love you like your blood but you never come to visit
Distant sons distant sons
Been a son to the mothers and a Brother to the sisters
And I love you like your blood, but you never come to visit
Distant sons distant sons

Written by:
The Stranger

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