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Like Father Like Son

The Funeral Portrait

A hundred thousand years of acid rain to scorch the Earth
A shallow grave transforms into a sea of afterbirth
With the house collapsing over us, oh God, he won't wake up
If my killer instinct serves me right, I was never good enough

In the city where my father died, I saw undiscovered worlds collide
He taught me how to speak with purpose
Please tell me that I didn't deserve this
Now I'm waiting for the misdirection

I'm eclipsed by the imperfections
With the panic comes a drastic state of mind
But that all ended when you ascended and left us all behind
These voices aren't beautiful, but God damn, they feel pretty next to me
They never once spoke with purpose
Please tell me that I didn't deserve this

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