Story Behind the Song
This song, like most DBB songs comes from something inside ourselves. Shawn's lyrics are reflected from his childhood experience with his biological father.
Lyrics
you paint my life
with a gray hand
weaving lies - voiced to command
in a beggar's pocket - empty hole
survive the day, but lose the soul
your word whispers
to the ripe age of eight you carelessly
sculpted my fate
you blow through my naked soul
your word washes deep
your word, it whispers to me
just like my father, i am rotting
from the inside
skin, sinking in, with the
nothingness in everything
say what you want to say
i am my own man
you won't lay me down on your
own bed of pins
i am the only one to
stare at my dying
when they put me under
you wont be one for crying
you continually see, less & less of me
i eat myself away, anxiety
is worming through me
i wear my worry on a dead
horse i ride
i eat myself away with all the
pain i hide
just like my father & his father's father
and his father before him
i will not perpetuate the lie, no
freedom in the mind,
it's a freedom you'll never know
freedom a state of mind
it's a state of mind you'll never know
so, you lay it low.
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