Lucid Interval - Personal Best

There’s something you need to leave behind, but sometimes it gets you

Do you try to let the pain abide, if the pain is what made you you?

Did you know, it’s getting harder to love you, so fuck you

I still call you father, and I love you, I love you

You don’t own this experience

It’s inconvenient to hear this, I feel it

We all hurt in our own way, maybe I’ll tell you about it one day

I’ll tell you about it one day

Let it go, let it go because you’re dying

Now she’s on the phone crying

That’s my mother