Lazerbeak - Osmosis lyrics

Dear Pop, the fear stopped me from saying this before But I'm Grown up, so I'm going to lay it on the floor It's time to own up, you're pumping your liver with liquor I shiver, you're getting sicker Swallowing liquid slivers, drowning in whiskey rivers For ten years I let it fly with wings clipped, flight risk Can't live to watch you die like this And I remember when I was a kid looking for my dad but all day's busy 7 pm hits then the whiskey on your breath spun a small boy dizzy Got the fam saying, “Who is he?” Then the hourgla** cracked, matched with that sour mash Jack How is that trap, Dad? Now you're on your last lap trying to tap dance between fact and a flask I remember when we packed in that van down to Florida Mom said you was a goner, call the coroner She said you loved that who*e more than her And I sat stirred like what the f** is lady luck proving? You moved in with that 86 proof Actually mix in the solution The battery of my disillusion And I know this is useless, so be it with the rest But I had to get it off of my head and out of my chest And I'm watching you washing it down Watching you drown Lost in the now, lost in the then Trying to find the zen with a frost-bitten frown Every night you left your son behind the Earth But instead of the hurt I learned how the moon works Got wise, nowadays I stop by See the same eyes rolled back in your eyelids Pa**ed out, man down I'm a siren screaming silent in this gla** house I didn't want to make this sound cause I'm that proud But I'm trying to be a man Plus trying to find my dad some land to land He's drowning in Jack Dan quicksand Doing all he can to keep the fam together plus stand the weather Dad, I understand the pressure Trying to pay the bills plus k** life's ills But out of that fracture none of that mattered // We needed a role model Not a robot who holds bottles just to chase the day I hate to see you waste away Your face decays and fades to grey But damn, Dad, you're the greatest man I know when you're sober But I watch you transform into a king cobra Once that drink soaks up in your blood And I'm proud to be your son But I can't Act pa**ive, can't stand back or laugh at it The sad fact is we're All addicts You've got one wife who's heart's broken Two sons Pot smoking One daughter out roaming Four people that knew You before you got loaded It might be a lost notion but it's time to stop soaking You've got a bottle of Jack and a bleeding hand It's osmosis to a decent man You used to read it, Dad, Hop on Pop // Now you're lost on scotch “sad dad, bad, had” My last gasp and I'm through with it I just wish that you could quit It's a bad taste And I'm watching you washing it down Watching you drown Lost in the now, lost in the then Trying to find a zen with a frost bitten frown