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van grave - frail/aftermath lyrics

if you never knew my name would you listen up
if you never knew my pain would this be enough
if i never talked my brain would i than erupt
if this all was in vain would i stay up and write rhymes at night, would that be alright enough questions stressing til i wake up to light
taking up the fight in the morning, wonder if i write will all it be boring
wonder if the critics will be storming, pitchforks waiting at my door just to gore me
ignore me or call me deplorable, am i even bearable, some may think i’m stare-able , only talk in parables
life is like a wise man trying to find a home, selling all his things and stepping out alone
maybe it’s a dog trying to find a bone and when he finally finds it he buries there, fairy tales
trying to find real love, see doves and pigeons, no clubs and b-tches, no runs and pitches, i’m not trying to ball i’m just trying to fall
my frail hands they can’t carry it all. after her i’ve been f-cked up. tie my future to a girl kick the dust off
i got god in my sight hope my lens clear, i know the benz near, i hear this ends here

we don’t talk the same no more

you don’t say my name no more

we just can’t get it straight

my frail hands can’t take the weight

the aftermath of us is all that’s left no algebra no marks or tests no casting lots no bashing thoughts i’m frail as f-ck
im in a jail with a broken lock so if i fail or i’m at the top can i give you my heart or will you let it drop, i can’t risk that so ill keep it in a box
cause i won’t take your call when i’m about to rock the garden dance like marvin carving out a spot in history, if you ring saying that you want to mister me, or that you’re missing me than that’s a misdemeanour
probably not cause i don’t miss you either, you just need a breather and i need a keeper
so i will just keep on breathing heaters, hear me, i’ve been talking on my star script, it was a dark night when you jumped our ship, now i’m left with the parts and they don’t fit, i threw fits in the night but i have grown since
i’m not a lone wolf, i’m my own pack, in the aftermath i will not subtract

- van grave lyrics

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