My child i watched you roll down my cheeks,
Into every crevice into every crack,
Down my spine Holds all the weight,
From all the bricks you paved into it,
I carried each and every one without a doubt,
Now it hurts, Now it may just about to be gone,
The faith, The hope,
Now all you can do is mourn,
As you watch it all slow burn itâs way into you.
Is it me? is it you? is it them? is it who?
Drink ...