When Wills Collide by William W. Thompson, IV
Verse one
From his earliest childhood memories, Dad was a demon, not a man.
He only cared for himself, the booze his anger fanned.
Never had a loving word for those who lived with him.
Like a thunderstorm, he burst through the door, his mood ever grim.
Verse two
Maybe not fully to blame, cause granddad had been same,
He’d come back from the bar, then beat and scar, the son whose love he claimed.
He thought his dad should have known from the sadness at granddad’s hands.
Instead he followed in the footsteps of that twisted man.
Chorus
Don’t make me choose, Dad, you’re gonna lose.
The things you’ve done don’t fade away like a bruise.
Though he had long been dead inside,
The outside could no longer hide when wills collide.
Verse three
And as a kid, he watched in horror as Daddy savaged his Ma.
A child of six just can’t get over certain things he saw.
The promise got bolder as he got older with vengeance on his mind,
He’d make things right for Ma and him, no forgiveness this time.
Verse four
Tears of sadness replaced by those of anger, the demon unmasked.
No longer fears his drunken rants, now drown out by the blast.
A strange grin on his face, father could not believe his eyes.
With his own shotgun, the son killed him last July.
Chorus
Verse five
He sat there on the front porch, waiting for the cops to come.
The weapon by his side, thought he’d feel satisfied, not numb.
The son confessed his sin, said he’d do it again, in a minute, more than willin’.
Some things you can’t take back, and some folks just need killin’.
Chorus
You made us choose, Dad, we’re both gonna lose.
The things we’ve done don’t fade away like a bruise.
Though we’ve long been dead inside.
The outside could no longer hide when wills collide.
Outro
No, the outside could no longer hide when wills collide.
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