I am the second son
Not the chosen one
The blood is not love in me
So when they ask what's wrong
I'll just sing my song
Cause it's all the above in me
But I don't wanna believe
That history repeats itself, not me
No I don't wanna believe
I am my fathers son
I'm the loaded one
I don't know when enough is enough
So when the bad wolf blows
And my structure goes
I will blame it on the huff and the puff
Cause I don't wanna be
Responsible for anything, not me
No I don't wanna be
Alive in a basement
Awake or in a coma
Paralyzed or otherwise because
Every day I'm still alive
I realize the older I get
The better I was
The saying is for real
That the shit rolls downhill
And I'd rather be working on a buzz
But I cannot get rid of this
Like Sisyphus
The older I get
The better I was
Lately I've been feeling
Six feet small
Maybe I'm still me after all
I don't want to talk about it
Please don't call
Baby I'm still me after all
I am the second son
I put holes in one
Of my shirts to look the part
I want to unattach
I want the clothes to match
My holy broken heart
No I don't wanna be
Following the leader, no not me
No I don't wanna be