Hanging From The Family Tree - Incendiary

Growing up with our eyes spread wide

So we can look across the spectrum of shades

When the sand turns into stone

we see the world’s black and white become grey

Holding onto all my values

Letting go of all I’ve been through

Innocence is lost to greed

and the sweet becomes

a bitter taste

Friendship grown from chemistry

Now rivals in a constant race

Holding onto all my values

Letting go of all I’ve been through

The last repentance

Burning in the flames

Those who cross me will remember my name

Sinking my teeth

Into life and death

Ripping the flesh from my former self

As long as blood’s still flowing red

I still need your words in my head

Waking life has no cure for spite

I want to stay asleep with my teeth clenched tight

And I’ll never wake up from a dream

Where the road always leads

To the promise of peace and a slate wiped clean

Keeping up on my history

Hanging from the family tree

As long as blood’s still flowing red

I Still need your words in my head