Daddy
Why did you leave me
You created me
So don't you wanna see me
Daddy
Why did you make me
If you're not gonna take me
To get a burger and shakey
My cursed blood is your cursed blood
Come on back and be my bud
I can count your visits on my fingertips
Come back and give me presents from your bussiness trips
Daddy why did you father me
If all you wanna do was bother me
Don't you know that I love you
And I only wanna see more of you
Daddy
Why did you eat my fries
I bought them
And they were mine
But you ate them
You ate my fries
And I cried
But you didn't see me cry Daddy
Do you even love me
Well I wish you would show it
Because I wouldn't know it
What kind of dad eats his daughter's fries
And doesn't even look her in the eyes
Daddy there were tears there
If you saw them would you even care
Writer(s): Tomasz Garstkowiak, Piotr Lukasz Salewski, Magdalena Maria Szkudlarek
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