Bloodline ft. Janessa J. Lyrics

Wait, what is this feeling in my gut?

Dad is nowhere near

I look up at the fathers pushing the swings of their kids at the park

And now it's just boiling my blood

Ohh, ohh, I just want a papa to call my own

When I almost died on Father's day, you didn't care at all

Mama said you can't be mad at who you wish your driving instructor was

I swore I'd never be like him, but I was just a baby back then

And I kinda wish you knew how much shit you put us through

Throwin temper tanturms and slammin' bedroom doors

I still think about the good old days

And it's hard for me to comprehend how this happened

I think I've been a mistake since the day I was born

So try not to cry

Most nights I pray for you to come home

I have tried to be a good daughter, but man it's a tough gig sometimes

Oh, we're the same, him and I

Don't you know, your my bloodline?

So I remind my friends to hug their own darling dads

Maybe I've just had too much on my plate

Do you look down on me cause I'm your second child?

At times I lose it, I find myself sounding just like you

It surprises me how little is needed to tip frustration over into anger

I've even started to see the same wrinkles appear on my face

I blame it on the stress cause I'm cleaning up my life from the mess you made

Throwin temper tanturms and slammin' bedroom doors

I still think about the good old days

And it's hard for me to comprehend how this happened

I think I've been a mistake since the day I was born

So try not to cry

Most nights I pray for you to come home

I have tried to be a good daughter, but man it's a tough gig sometimes

Oh, we're the same, him and I

Don't you know, your my bloodline?

So I remind my friends to hug their own darling dads

God, it hurts like hell

I love my father, why does he not love me?

But making my mother suffer will not ease the pain

I can't be mad I'm not what you two planned for

You taught me how to love and show up for my sister

I hope you know this is a debt I can't repay

So try not to cry

Most nights I pray for you to come home

I have tried to be a good daughter, but man it's a tough gig sometimes

Oh, we're the same, him and I

Don't you know, I understand myself better when you're my bloodline