Lyrics Kids - George the poet

Kids

Silence
Silence apart from the TV
I need guidance this path isnt easy
Spective time in the bath with this pic of your mum when she was nine and a
half, looking like you
Smiling and laughing but now she’s all about grinding and grafting
And I got dreams, I’m refining a craft and we, hear each other less the louder
we speak
Its hard but I’m not allowed to be weak
Everyone has fallouts from old to young, but remember my son don’t hold your
tongue
You have the right to air out both your lungs
I know your mum means well, its a communication issue
That’s why when you enter new relationships you’ve got to try and make sure
you’re on the same page
Behind the scenes as well, not just on the main stage
Otherwise they’ll think you’ve got a different agenda
Sometimes I mess up 'cause i’ve got a bit of a temper
And I alienate her beacuse my words come out crazy and they hurt
Might be the difference of gender
I hate when we argue 'cause I still wanna pass through and act like its all
good but after that its awkward
We ain’t spoke for days now I’ve gone back to pick you up
And we ain’t making eye contact but this underlying tension wasn’t my intention
which I wanna try and mention but;
she still looks like she wants to hire
henchmen to pay me a visit
And all this silence is becoming like the tension so I leave it
Sometimes you just got to leave it
You don’t need no one
You don’t need no one
You don’t need no one
Could it be you?
Hauling me down?
You wrap your tiny arms around my neck, 'cause you understand that daddy’s
crying
See you can barely speak but unlike you’re mum, you can sense how bad he’s
trying
I’m not up to the task of fathering you
And dealing with these feelings I’m harbouring too
Sometimes your situation’s harder than you and you can’t argue it through but I
can’t do it
Who even said I’d be up for this?
She signed me up for this
I knew what could become of this
I never wanted none of this
What, I should expect my life now to be bleak?
I still wanna spend nights out every week
I don’t want your lifestyle to be peek but its not fair, i’m not allowed to be
weak
We make mistakes, there’s no disgrace in this
But now we’re two hopeless kids raising kids
Down for life like we’re facing bids
But that’s what its like when you’re raising kids
Could it be you?
Hauling me down?
You don’t need no one
You don’t need no one
You don’t need no one