Fuchsia Fathers
Do as I say not as I do
Made muddy mistakes you don’t want to
Watch player past
Make green money fast
Life a black flash
Not for sale dad
Trying to be strong
Walking licorice line
Doing red rights white wrongs
Paint purple tribe
Emerald era for you
Caramel kids choice
Tears chilly blue
Don’t fill the void
So I’m your boy
Was Tom-Boy as teen
Grew jaded joy
Your voice your dreams
You wrote me songs
Fuchsia future plans
You made me own
Who I really AM
Do as I say not as I do
Made muddy mistakes you don’t want to
You made me smile
You made me wild
You made me fierce
I made you proud
Daddies aren’t perfect
Words be peach prayers
Gladly deserted
No hazel hate no denim despair
You taught me well
Hands that feed bite
You gave me flare
Gonna be free as a bird my life
Some daddies live
Some daddies die
Some daddies give
Some daddies don’t try
You were not simple
Smoky sinners are not
Rosy smile and dimple
Still a black star
Father’s Day is crazy
I never visit your grave
Not that I’m shady
You taught me to shoot straight
I visit your warm spirit
In my every good deed done
I defy lemon lyric
Of a molesting father-son
I am not hungry
You fed me gold hope
I am not running
From all those silver goals
You told me once
“I work beg borrow steal for you”
So like a good one
I will do all RIGHT by you
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