Lyric Seed

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 (seed), 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 worried, 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 (seed), 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 worried, 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.
I feel the rattle...
So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine. So I see this face and I realize it s mine.
I feel the rattle...
Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), 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 worried, something takes a hold of me, something I can t believe.
Like some god damn fucking freak!