Death & Birth Of A Ghost - Dead End Path

something that my father said to me

that stuck with me since i came to be

nothing ever, the man never said a word

packed up his noose and left me hanging by the door

lets talk about faith and how i can find it

i’ll tell you about my father and how i never found him

and how i’ve boarded up my past

with apathetic nails and «broken glass»

sometimes the good ones go

and the bad ones leave

but the only thing you’ve made

is a memory out of me

struggled and slipped through my fathers hands

as he silently struggled with his vice again

the death and birth of a ghost

two different worlds of dirt

sink to feel,

suture scars to help me heal

i’ve said goodbye to my past

just taking after you i guess

i’ll carry this cross carved from the family tree

rings of resentment passed down to me

made the realization i wasn’t born to see

so i’ll fade into you as you can sink into me