Family Tree

What's the point when I've seen down

The road and around the bend

That's why I burn joints for my burdens

That's why I stay stoned and roll with it

Keeps my demons out while hope rolls in

Breathe out; breathe in and keep going

Known for bouncing back from falling

Keep my feet or keep crawling

Forward momentum is the king

Sword in hand or pen to pad

Leave my mark or scars or trash

It's my choice but I hear me laugh

Like I know I'll let fear take my hand

Is it a phase or who I am?

Bend or break with every branch

Family tree is twisted round and back

Narrow alleys where the night is black

Back is breaking please take my hand

Heard there's strength in numbers

Do the math, I need you but pride demands

I hide behind these mask

I dance, I groove, I laugh

But I am weak from my blunders

Going under feel torn asunder

Pirate in me screams 'Go for plunder'

Beg peace to see me through the thunder

I let love go its own way one summer

Been lonely since but for my mother

Would have drifted off in a whiskey bottle

Thank God for second chances and fast throttles

Been burning bridges since a young one

Now more lost than before I started

Compass reads just follow scars

Or tattooed reminders of who you are

Give more than you take but that is hard

When the more you get the more you starve

I just wanna play my part

With no script or strings attached

Have my cake and eat my half

Cause my familia splits all I have

Feel like half a man even as I stand

Stutter through apologies but tounge is wicked fast

With insults hurled or mean back hands

That's just my castle walls fighting back

Locked myself away from all the land

Sword in hand or pen to pad

Leave my mark or scars or trash

It's my choice but I hear me laugh

Like I know I'll let fear take my hand

Is it a phase or who I am?

Bend or break with every branch

Family tree is twisted round and back

Narrow alleys where the night is black

Rooted deep between grandmas grave

And all the things she taught me about my Faith

My Faith is running thin but it doesn't take

A mountain just a seed, a breathe, a step

A memory that gets me to the next

We are all temporary facing down our death

Sword in hand or pen to pad

Leave my mark or scars or trash

It's my choice but I hear me laugh

Like I know I'll let fear take my hand

Is it a phase or who I am?

Bend or break with every branch

Family tree is twisted round and back

Narrow alleys where the night is black