I'll be the one at the grave
I'll be the one throwing dirt
Forcing a tear as your casket falls into the earth
Resented in life and left with the scars when you leave
What kind of man were you setting an example to be?
I can't push the sights from my brain
I can't ever drown out the screams
Caged in a home where we suffered the strike of your hands
I was way to young to be dressing my own mothers wounds
Accustomed to fear, callused by all of the abuse
But you were my blood and I gave love you didn't deserve
Now I'm killing myself becoming the man that you weren't
I'm seeking worth in the ways you've grown
But I won't let the past make another excuse
I've been wasting time waiting for your grave
I'm dragging dead weight and I'm exhausted
I'm fucking struggling to let you go
For what it's worth you died long ago
I was just a child, what the fuck could I do?
You've forged a path for me to follow suit
But I wont share that coffin with you
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