bloodline

In the headlights

cameras flash in my face

I bring out the candles

but they wanted fireworks

“so did you forget?”

“and can you replace?

what the fuck do you mean?

I’ll give you a scene

while the viewfinders see

they follow me around

I’m just a bloodline

but I am no golden child

To you I’m a story

Yeah good entertainment

At the gravesite

Cameras flash in my face

The sound of your absence

A deafening silence