Compositor: Nabiyah Najam Silva Bashir
A person ain’t a person
Without a story that’s been told
It's old, it’s cinema playing the family’s fears like a replica
And when the story’s my life
I never let the cameras roll
This shit is old, it’s old
Way too proud
Just like my father
When chips are down
I know it ain’t the first time
I’ve seen this, I've seen this through
Afraid to fall
With all this pressure
One and for all
I know it ain’t the first time
Listen
Everybody is a crawling serpent
Looking for a place to shed
Every heartbeat is a memory
Of a past life mislead
Everybody is a crawling serpent
Looking for a place to shed
Every heartbeat is a memory
Of a past life mislead
Is it a new book?
Or a different page?
I know, I know
This story was a story way before I was born
And when the pieces come together you can pick at the thorn
I know, it’s old
A hint of superstition or a family curse?
As long as I got hope I know I won’t make it worse
I know, yeah
Everybody is a crawling serpent
Looking for f place to shed
Every heartbeat is a memory
Of a past life mislead
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