Lyrics Spud - Whatever, Dad

Spud

Please don’t leave the table, I’m still eating
My plate’s half full
But I feel you mushing towards the sink
Am I boring you?
I’m probably boring you
It’s just that your
Absence makes me grow
An absence of my own
You prefer to rest
But I’m still walking
Around release and, doubtful
I am one to think
Are you ignoring me?
Stop fucking ignoring me
It’s just that your
Absence makes me grow
An absence of my own