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 cant 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.