I started my life about a year too late
So when they counted up the tally, man I didn’t even place
Sometimes I get letters just to turn me away
They say: “thanks but we just don’t need you”
So I hide myself away with my books and my pens
I write a lot of stories but I don’t see them through to the end
And all the empty pages talk much louder than the rest
They say: “thanks but we just don’t need you”
I heard the sound coming off of the porcelain walls as the band began to play
I spat my heart out in a sink in a bar across the bridge
And I locked my last words away
I saw the crowd walking off as they talked each other up
And I sank beneath the sky
I haven’t spoken to a soul but I’m not ready to go home
Man I wish I could explain why
You either catch a big break or play for your own sake
I couldn’t make it work I had to find another way
Now I’m left with all these things that I wish I could say
Along with all the hollow things I’ve been through
So I could hide in this house until my body finally dies
With these same stale feelings that I could never speak or hide
There was no one who could use just what I carried inside
They all say: “thanks but we just don’t need you”
So I’ll sink into the ground
And I’m moving out of town
It just takes some time
For every branch to die
Two brothers tell their true coming-of-age story together through hip-hop bangers that draw from a wide array of pop influences. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2017