Bloodline / Difficult Things (live in Dublin)

I think it's kinda fun to trace it

back to where it all began

back in Dublin in the kitchen

up late talking to my mam

she was standing by the oven, a strong and stoic woman I saw her as an equal, as a friend

I saw myself inside her, a sobering reminder we all become our mother in the end

you can leave it all behind

skip a beat in the bloodline

you've been hiding all your life, it's time

to skip a beat in the bloodline

always feel like i'm the bad guy

cause i'm the one that up'd and left

it kinda feels like living 2 lives

and always trying to catch your breath

now I

gotta go my own way

talk about a cliché

remember to call home on the weekend

the radio is blaring

we turn into my parents

and it goes dark

and then it starts

and then it starts again

if can leave it all behind

skip a beat in the bloodline

you've been hiding all your life, it's time to skip a beat in the bloodline

I! don't wanna runaway

but you! you don't get me

I! keep it all in

cause we never talk about difficult things