God's Day Off - Ugly Heroes

We learn to walk like a god does

Even god has his off days

Cause when you take a moment, stop building, start feeling

You might get caught up in that cross fade

It’s somewhere in between the ear

A place where we believe in fear

Saying shit that we don’t need to hear

I think I’ll leave that beer sitting on this bar

So the tender doesn’t count, never rendered the amount

That I spent on the cost, pennies for your thoughts

Now let me take a walk on through that childhood

Living in those wild woods, started thinking why would

I ever be so clever on that mic if the vibes good?

I wrote a whole lotta rhymes, most of them mediocre

Some will claim they’re divine, I’m just trying to stay sober

Now if I could find that mind to ever find closure

Maybe then I could really see what’s going on

Cause even God has His off days

Even God took a day off

So why we stressing out in spite of this past, of this fight

I’m sick of stretching out this life (x2)

So what do you think he thinks

When he’s looking in that mirror and he’s still afraid to blink

Believing if that even if he doesn’t see himself

The fact will still remain that he probably needs some help

Sick of drowning in the pity, sick of looking at this city

Sick of no one fucking with me, I’m sick of fucking rap

And I don’t need to ask if she’s growing tired too

What the fuck would make a difference?

I don’t need that point of view

Pennies for my songs, nobody sings along

I sit alone at home so I know the drinks are strong

Don’t know why I bother, got it from my father

Procrastination, will power, can’t save a dollar

Got an alma mater, don’t know why it matters

They say «you did it proper», I’m still a broke rapper

Blue collar scholar, by now you know the laughter

And I don’t think they really know what’s going on

Listen

He lived his whole life waiting for his worst fear to come true

His family waited for him to undo

Undone he came, luckily his soul-mate stayed sane

Saw him as he plunged to his grave

Tried to hold his hand on this cliff, toward darkness

Saw her grip weaken started yelling out his name

His kin can only watch as his stock fall

One of them was by his side, other tuned in from afar

The latter made sure he’d never be like this

To the point he kept his distance, couldn’t see him like this

Swore he’d never live a life of regret

Never set himself up to fail, he would die trying

After visits he would lie crying

If only Dad would’ve given himself a fighting chance, he’d be high flying

It’s never too late, this verse isn’t done

Every son waits and learns from what his father’s become