Bloodlines - Foxblood

Mother, I am lost cause\nI swear you were always right, I am a sorry sight\nAnd Father, I know I lost you\nWe couldn’t solve this with harsh words or fist fights\nIf my head was a city, then I’m a civil war\nWith the bottle on the shelf, smoke stains on the floor\nIf your heart was a house, a quiet home by the shore\nThen I’m a fucking tidal wave coming down the hall\nA deadweight soul\nNo love, no home\nI’ve got hell and high water scattered on the floor\nAnd there’s wolves in the halls, at the doors, in the walls\nWhen I was young I was told never to answer the devil’s calls\nBut there’s no beauty in the world, and I despise it all\nSo sever your family ties\nThere’s cancer in the bloodlines\nThere are monsters in this house, you know\nCrawling from every crack and hole\nI’ve got lungs that are filled with coal\nSinging the anthem of a deadweight soul\nSinging the anthem of a deadweight soul\nSinging the anthem of a deadweight soul\nNo love, no home\nNo love, no home\nNo love, no home\nNo love, no home\nThey say you can see a storm coming from miles away\nWell, I haven’t slept in three days\nBeen drinking four years straight\nAnd there’s dark clouds brewing\nAnd it’s starting to rain\nCan you feel it swirling offshore\nBuilding with every word I say?\nI’m not sure that I’ll rest in peace\nBut at the very least I’ll get some sleep\nI’m not sure that I’ll rest in peace\nBut at the very least I’ll get some sleep\nThis anthem goes on, and on, and on, and on, and on