Heavy are the branches
Hanging from my fucked up family tree
And heavy was my father
A stoic man of pride and privacy
And I don't care much for wishful thinking
It's heavy as I breathe
Because I don't believe in second chances
It's heavy as I live
As prideful as a man he was
Pride my father never was of me
I did it for survival
But I look like the asshole anyway
You ate up all my bread crumbs
Now I'm lost alone inside your cave
Among six billion people
I want the ones who never won and meet
I'm not one for religion
But I can't seem to ditch this cemetery
I don't care much for wishful thinking
It's heavy as I breathe
Because I don't believe in second chances
It's heavy as I live
And I don't care much for wishful thinking
I can't breathe
Heavy are the branches