And Now Everyone Sings the Blues - Gatherers

Fuck the lies you told

You’re the best in your mother’s eyes

I hope it takes you every breath just to stay alive

So you don’t talk anymore

You wish you had it rough day to day?

Your father’s check served on a silver plate

You’re writing songs that your idols sing

I don’t owe you that

And if I ever get what I deserve

No amount of gold will replace what I’ve endured

(I'm not tooting my horn)

It’s so sad to see the one you love when all you’re doing is struggling

I’ve been told times like these build you up

And break you into who you want to be

Am I chasing myself or safety?

It’s about remembering who you are

Or who you want to be;

Staying true to you

You Fuck, I sing the blues too

Now we all sing the blues

Fuck you, I sing the blues too