What would it mean to live a life that wasn't like this? (That's the question) Look at a picture of my father and I look just like him To think about my home and not just feel the sting Of a history that's brewed in a soul What would it mean to live a life that wasn't like this? When I was five, what was happening in my life? And who's to pry, when everyone's talking Stands up and no-one's crying, now I weep For every shit, 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 Oh, what's happening? Every day to feel your grave Oh, what's happening? Every day to see your pride Oh what's happening? Everyday that I was insane When I think about it You should pay for what you did But I really can't commit to the Living with the stress And you have a baby And you seem to be too busy, maybe When I think about it It's like there's just this weight down on my chest And it's like there's 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 wasn't in any pain and my plans were flawed Air, no air, no air Were wanted every day I wait for snow Been waiting for you to sow my fate to shore That I wasn't in any pain and my plans were flawed