Backbone

Walking into frame
I’m always occupied with logic and questioning
Like, what is the real reason we feel the need to linger
On things that don’t concern our nature
We treat ourselves as victims;
Compare ourselves to others
There will be no funerals
Go from confessions to coffins
Looking from the outside in, the plates are always set
The smiling family is feasting
This goddamn jealousy, it lingers in my heart
It’s creeping its way up, tearing me apart
All I wanted was to be the model son
Now, time slip away
When I’d rather drink the bottle until it’s done
There will be no funerals
Go from confessions to coffins
There’s a difference between you and I
Getting yourself caught up in the lie
Stay in your own lane and don’t get involved
Don’t pretend you’ve been through it all
There’s a difference between you and I
We don’t exactly see eye to eye
When none of it fucking matters