Frank (1934-73')

Granddaddy never had a happy life when he was young he never really socialised, (socialised)
Never met him irl only saw a visual in my dreams when I closed my eyes, (eyes)
Bet he had a happy life when he drank all his problems away in the motherfucking streets
When he entered the grave in 73’ his family never felt so obsolete (ay)

He never got the help he only hurt himself and lost all his health and then he washed away
Dad was only fucking 1 when he saw his papa die not even 6-feet away
Yeah 1 year until he was 2, and then celebrates 1 year of his dad’s death
As he blew the candle out and made a wish it was the day that grandpa died that he could never forget
He died of suicide and never had a valid reason to be up in the heavens above
Was it for his own good? Or was it to make others smile?
Cause he always thought he wasn’t good enough
Never saw a positive aspect in life
Grandad knew it all
Never saw his one and only motherfucking child
Didn’t even call

Granddaddy never lived life right
Got away in pain before me
Sittin’ on his lap
Before the end of the night
While he would tell me stories
Bet he never lift a knife
Got away from pain before me
Sittin’ for a nap
Before the end of the fight
While I would feed him glory

Granddaddy never lived life right
Got away in pain before me
Sittin’ on his lap
Before the end of the night
While he would tell me stories
Bet he never lift a knife
Got away from pain before me
Sittin’ for a nap
Before the end of the fight
While I would feed him glory