I built this castle, now we are on the throne I'm sorry, we're I wrote my turn the page when I'm gone I hope you'll along This is song I want you to know that I ain't scared it takes to raise you, I'm prepared To do whatever, to do December 1st, 1995, dear This is your
You'll be out of mommy's stomach soon I better do quick if I'ma be able to support you I can barely support me, but as as you're healthy That's all matters for the time being But obviously, assuming you will be, thinking ahead make it if it kills me Let's see how far I can take it with music I'm getting sick of chasing this Sorry for writing The pen in my shaking, please excuse me Dad's a little nervous, but at the same excited If I use this same energy while I'm saying and write 'em With the passion and the same exact enthusiasm As I'm using in this letter they can feel me as I'm Trying to these castles out of sand, baby girl For you to sit on the throne, I got plans, girl to mom and dad's crazy world Love,
Maple flavored kisses, pancakes, and syrup
I built this castle, now we are trapped on the I'm sorry, alone I wrote my You'll turn the page when I'm I hope sing along is your song I just want you to know that I ain't it takes to raise you, I'm prepared
To do whatever, to do 1st, 1996, dear Hailie
You got your personality, same eyes as I got Her beautiful smile, but ears are the same size as mine are Sorry for that, a little minor But you'll into 'em baby I'm on the now I'm doing shows, open mics, all-nighters and studios While I'm tryna keep the on Why it seem like I'm so close to this dream, yet so far? I just keep I'm gonna turn into I haven't the slightest clue I'm gonna do if it falls through You took your first steps today, you'll probably soon My CD flopped, too many soft tunes They're talking bad dad, it's ticking me off too Makes me feel I don't belong or something, ooh
I think I might have just stumbled onto new Got a prediction for the future, I'm hoping you Open this when you're older and it holds true
I built castle, now we are trapped on the throne I'm sorry, we're I wrote my You'll turn the page when I'm I you'll sing along This is song
I just want you to know that I ain't Whatever it takes to raise you, I'm To do whatever, to do December 24th, 2007, dear
Now if you found these letters, I I better try to explain A lot's happened in between 'em, since I rised to fame I've said your name but always tried to hide face This is crazy, I wanted to claim my love for you but damn I never knew be like this If I did I wouldn't done it You ain't asked for of this shit Now you're punished? Things that should've been with me and your mother is public I can't stomach, they can this fame back, I don't want it I'll put out this last album I'm done with it One-hundred finished Fed up with it, I'm it up, fuck it Excuse the cursing, baby, but just That I'm a good person, though they portray me as And, if should worsen, take this letter I as a goodbye note Because your at the end of his rope I'm sliding down a slippery Anyways sweetie, I go, I'm getting sleepy dad Shit, I know