My Father — My War

Title: “My Father — My War” Genre: blues / blues-rock / rock. Medium tempo, heavy groove. Mood: deep pain turning into rage, then back into exhaustion. --- Intro (slide guitar, harmonica, quiet, almost a whisper) I don’t remember where you end… And where I begin… Verse 1 (slow, heavy, bitter) Your belt on the wall like a crucifix, Your voice in my ears — still it sticks. You taught me to live like a man, but enough: I grew up in shards, in smoke, in the dust. You drank to be free, I drank to be you, You hit me because you were scared of you. I hated your smell, your step, your breath, But I am you, and that’s my death. Chorus (powerful, torn, with guitar) Father, I love you — and I would kill you, Father, I’m your son — and your hangman too. You’re in my blood, you’re in my veins, You’re my closest kin and my cursed chain. Father, I don’t know who I am without you, You are my wound, you are my ground. I scream in the silence, but I hear your laugh: We’re together, father, but enemies to the last. Verse 2 (same, a bit faster, angrier) I remember you leaving into the night, And coming back — someone else, not mine. Mother said: “He’s just tired, son,” But I hated that you didn’t just go. But in the mirror I see your eyes, I’m your handwriting, your storm, your lies. I build my own house, but in every room — Your shadow, your smell, your smoke, your doom. Chorus (repeat) Father, I love you — and I would kill you, Father, I’m your son — and your hangman too. You’re in my blood, you’re in my veins, You’re my closest kin and my cursed chain. Father, I don’t know who I am without you, You are my wound, you are my ground. I scream in the silence, but I hear your laugh: We’re together, father, but enemies to the last. Bridge (aggressive, breakdown, tempo breaks) You wanted me strong? Look at me now! I’m strong — but that’s not what’s inside somehow. I bent, I broke, but I lived, and so: I’m your son, but I’m not your goddamn ghost! I won’t be like you! I won’t be your name! But when I scream — your voice comes out just the same. I love you, you hear me? And I hate you because You made me — and you made me nothing at all. Solo (heavy, bluesy, bends and dirty tone) Verse 3 / Outro (slow, tired, almost a whisper) I’ll come to your grave, father, Bring cigarettes and wine. I’ll say: “You lost, but I couldn’t win Being free from your bottom line.” I’ll put your old glass on the table, Pour one for me. Drink. And know: I’m yours. And in this curse, and in this love, Is all the truth, father, and all the hurt. Outro (guitar fades, hum remains) My father — my war… My father — my war… Blood and ash, father… Blood and ash… --- How it sits on blues-rock: · Verses — 12-bar blues feel, with pauses after key phrases. · Chorus — wider, louder, harmonica can come in. · Bridge — breakdown, tempo breaks, guitar hits full power. · Solo — after the bridge, to release the rage. · Outro — quiet cut, only slide and voice.