what would it mean to live a life that wasnt like this? (thats the question) look at a picture of my father and i look just like him (thats what im asking) to think about my home and not just feel the sting of a history thats brewed in a soul what would it mean to live a life that wasnt like this? when i was 5 what was happening in my life? and whos to pry, when everyone(s) talking/stands up and no-ones crying, now i weep for every s__, what was happening in my life and now i know, i was happy then, happy just helping my folks survive but in my sight, my sight, my sight ohh whats happening? every day to feel your grave ohh whats happening? every day to see your pride ohh whats happening? everyday that i was insane when i think about it you should pay for what you did but i really cant commit to the living with the stress character and you have a baby and you seem to be too busy maybe when i think about it its like theres just this weight down on my chest and its like theres no air no air, no air were wanted every day and i wait for snow Been waiting for you to sow my fate to shore you gotta show me that i wasnt in any pain and my plans were flawed air, no air, no air were wanted every day and i wait for snow Been waiting for you to sow my fate to shore you gotta show me that i wasnt in any pain and my plans were flawed