Seth Sentry - Violin lyrics

Why can't it be more simple? We never learned the way How can it be more simple? I live and learn to let it work The other night I had a dream that you apologised And you became honesty personified I hadn't seen you in the longest time So I just woke up and started writing what was on my mind I wrote five different versions of my verses Trying to make the sh** all perfect and it got less and less acerbic Started trying to reword it I got nervous you'd be hurt when you heard it Till I scrapped it cause I wondered if it's worth it Then I thought, "well, f** you" Yeah, and f** you from each one of yours sons too Remember when I tried to visit And you just told me you were busy? Like you don't really ever miss me after ten years Well, sincerely f** you I'm tired of feeling terrible Tired of tiptoeing over sugar coated eggshells I'm tired of holding this grudge like a family heirloom I'm tired of feeling unloved and I just want to rest now Why can't it be more simple? We never learned the way How can it be more simple? I live and learn to let it work I've never talked about you much before Cause I avoid it, it always feels uncomfortable That's why I try to keep you as a pa**ing thought Cause if I hold on I get dragged into the past with all The memories I have of getting slapped around in that apartment After you and mum divorced you've got a lot to answer for What did you tell nana afterwards While you were stealing money Out the birthday cards she pa**ed on for us You could at least pa**ed the cards on I mean Would have been nice to hear from someone From your side of the family for once but nothing ever came I'm tryna get you out my head again And all this stuff that I was scared to say I made an album that you never played, you told me that So when my friends told me I should let this wait I told 'em, "f** it, he ain't gonna listen to this anyway" Why can't it be more simple? We never learned the way How can it be more simple? I live and learn to let it work We used to watch you and your friends in a band Every second weekend we'd hang out when you would jam You told me I should say thanks for the genetics I have Cause it lead me to rap like you wanna take the credit for that Well, fine, but why end it at rap? Like how about thanks for that depression I had? Or what about the head full of anger the temper I have? Could burn bridges to ashes So I burnt weed cause it kept me from snapping Ketamine, Xanax, x or the acid, whatever those tablets Are in your medicine cabinet gimme the packet Anything that could stop be acting edgy and anxious Everything back then feels like a bunch of memory fragments So take the credit for that sh**, if you want it's all yours You ignored me all my life But I don't blame you anymore besides The other night I had a dream that you apologised