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Father and Son [SSC8, Germany]

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Lyrics: He looks at me like a mirror cracked in two Says he knows my mistakes before I even do I see his silence sitting heavy in his jaw Same tired anger, same unspoken law He points at my flaws like they’re stains on his name Like I’m proof that he never outran his shame Every word he throws is a stone in disguise But I hear fear trembling under his advice I swore I’d never walk the road he chose Never carry that weight in my tone But when I speak and the room goes cold I hear his voice coming out of my throat I try to bend the pattern, try to break the frame But blood remembers even when you change And every fight feels strangely the same I don’t wanna sound like you Don’t wanna wear your shoes Every time I raise my truth I’m scared it’s just your proof You see the worst in me Like that’s my destiny I’m running hard to be set free But you’re still inside of me He studies my temper like it’s evidence Says “that’s exactly how my father went” Three generations of a clenched up fist Passed down quietly in a simple twist I hate when my patience starts to thin When my words cut sharp at the skin I see his shadow in my stance Same crossed arms, same guarded glance I want to be softer than he’s ever been Break the cycle, let forgiveness in But he only counts the times I fall Never sees the climb at all Maybe he’s afraid I’ll repeat his years Maybe he’s drowning in unfinished fears Maybe when he looks at me he sees The boy he was and couldn’t release And maybe when I fight his tone I’m fighting parts I call my own Two stubborn hearts in different skins Both too proud to let love win I don’t wanna sound like you But I’m carved out of your truth If I heal what you went through Maybe I’m healing you You see the worst in me I see what we could be If I become the man you tried to hide Maybe we both survive Small fingers wrapped around my thumb Like a promise still becoming I see the past knock at the door But it doesn’t live here anymore I learned the weight of sharpened words How silence can be louder than storms So I kneel instead of standing tall Let him see I’m human, not a wall I open windows where mine were sealed Lay the armor down, let the wounds be healed His laughter moves through rooms once tight Like morning pressing out the night And if he walks beyond my frame Without my anger in his veins Then something older than our name Finally loosens its chain I’m not your failure, not your clone I’m flesh and blood, but I’m my own And if my voice still sounds like you I’ll change the story... to be not like you ================================================== SSC8 ================================================== ♫🎵♪🎶ılılıll |̲̅̅●̲̅̅|̲̅̅=̲̅̅|̲̅̅●̲̅̅| llılılı ♫🎶♪🎵 Wir haben eine deutschsprachige Community aufgebaut: Wir sind die 🔊StorytellerZ und Du findest uns im Discord unter: 📞 https://discord.gg/storytellerz ▄ █ ▄ █ ▄ ▄ █ ▄ █ ▄ █ ♫͙◟̊₍ꃔ₎◞🎵♪🎶◟₍ꃔ₎◞̊♫͙ ================================================== ==================================================