The Man I Loved Growing Up

Ye i osi: My father was a very philosophical person who told me he had gotten bullied by people because that wasn't his personality. I learned more about what it meant to be a human being just watching him. He would talk to homeless cats and carback, man. This cat had an interestin story. You see, he used to be an architect. And i saw my father playing empty clubs, foot foot esette. For all the years of being in the club, then i guess, as ike, i've been at clubs, it's the first time i really listened to him playing. When i started to get int te music, i was 11 or going into