Family Matters
Andrew Payne
Running 'round with a bag on my head
Won't have a face to leave 'em sad when I'm dead
I swear
I told my dad what I said
Already knowing I don't have to pretend up here
Family matters always seem unclear
Yeah, I'm the nobody that they don't want near
It's all for better, so they say, so they say so (say so)
I'm packing up with everything I hold dear
Don't look back, I mean it wasn't that bad
Cold could crack anything but what I have
No one's grasp could've undone that
Turned a buck into bread, got a sun hat
How fitting for a livid, young buck lad?
Now's living ain't really too fun for me
Sound image of a pitiful comeback
But the ground isn't that sound right below my feet
