========================================= This is not my story. Lyrics are heavily influenced by the news feed and all the horrible events out there. ========================================= [Chorus] Everything I had in the bodybags Everything I love in the bodybags You took everything from me, put it in a bag When they took everything from me, put it in a bag All I see is bodybags, bodybags Brown dirt, white sheets, black toe tags Left me with ghosts and a folded flag [Verse 1] They call me rubble juggler Pardon my place of residence Sister was shot in the back, and you didn't even bury her Coffins and covenants Covered in dust and grime Your greedy God and I have nothing in common I'm running out of time Took the strength of our men, our dignity Our wisdom and sanity The laughs, the lust, the liberty Our houses, our history In the name of your holy Blood, the world's currency And what did you leave for me? [Verse 2] Sleep in my shoes Case we run in the night Suitcase packed With a candle and a kite Childhood fit In the side of a backpack Birthday wish Was my father to backtrack Screams in the sky Like the clouds got cut Tears taste metal When the dust kicks up They taught me hide-and-seek With the siren’s tone Now I count to ten Every time I’m alone (one, two…) Got cousins in the ground Friends in different time zones Maps on my skin Drawn in tiny white bones You can see it when I laugh That it’s slightly off-key ‘Cause peace feels foreign Like it’s not for me (nah) [Chorus] Everything I had in the bodybags Everything I love in the bodybags You took everything from me, put it in a bag When they took everything from me, put it in a bag All I see is bodybags, bodybags Brown dirt, white sheets, black toe tags Left me with ghosts and a folded flag [Verse 3] They sent you off in a pressed suit Flag folded like a cruel joke Mom’s hands shaking on the front porch Whole town quiet, couldn't breathe, choke Bedroom still got your hoodie Smells like smoke and summer rain Dog still waits by the back gate How do I tell him you won't come again Posters peeling in the hallway Dust on your old skate deck Phone still saved you as “problem child” Now it just rings into the wreck [Verse 4] News feed scroll like a graveyard New names every other frame Politicians in clean suits Talk like pain is just a game We sold you off for a headline Three shots and a shaky cam Now your best friend drinks till sunrise Says your name then says “goddamn” Little sis stopped drawing sunflowers Now it’s tanks and burning skies She asks me “who started all this?” I just hold her while she cries [Final Chorus] Everything I had in the bodybags Everything I love in the bodybags You took everything from me, put it in a bag When they took everything from me, put it in a bag All I see is bodybags, bodybags Brown dirt, white sheets, black toe tags Left me with ghosts and a folded flag
