Defeater - But Breathing lyrics
[Defeater - But Breathing lyrics]
Unwanted, but breathing
In the next room, sleeping
My mother, she's crying
And my father's been drinking
In our run down apartment
Where the roof is still leaking
He's cursing and cussing
It's just the whiskey talking
And I've got lots of memories like this one
Of empty days and nights
Spent tired and lonesome
But when I think back to all of it
Well, it's all too much
Well, it's all too much when
You're just a little kid
My little brother, just a newborn baby
In the image of my mother
Says he's a blessing
But not to my father, oh how he hates him
An undeserving mistake, he calls him a burden
And I've got lots of memories like this one
Of picking sides and picking
Fights between them
When I think back to all of it
Well, it's all too much
Well, it's all too much when
You're just a little kid
And when I wake up in the morning
It all feels like a bad dream
One that follows you and haunts you endlessly
Yeah, haunts me endlessly
Well, broken and beaten from the
Abuse and the cheating the addiction
And the lying and the promise of leaving
While my old man was a bastard
I admired and loved him
And us two kids, we were born
Into a family, not a fortune, no
In the next room, sleeping
My mother, she's crying
And my father's been drinking
In our run down apartment
Where the roof is still leaking
He's cursing and cussing
It's just the whiskey talking
And I've got lots of memories like this one
Of empty days and nights
Spent tired and lonesome
But when I think back to all of it
Well, it's all too much
Well, it's all too much when
You're just a little kid
My little brother, just a newborn baby
In the image of my mother
Says he's a blessing
But not to my father, oh how he hates him
An undeserving mistake, he calls him a burden
And I've got lots of memories like this one
Of picking sides and picking
Fights between them
When I think back to all of it
Well, it's all too much
Well, it's all too much when
You're just a little kid
And when I wake up in the morning
It all feels like a bad dream
One that follows you and haunts you endlessly
Yeah, haunts me endlessly
Well, broken and beaten from the
Abuse and the cheating the addiction
And the lying and the promise of leaving
While my old man was a bastard
I admired and loved him
And us two kids, we were born
Into a family, not a fortune, no