distant cousin

started off the same
keeping time with the beat
different names
grew up on the same street
he’s not me he’s
just a distant cousin

the hook is bland
the bridge has the same charm
scars on the hand
birthmark on the forearm
he’s not me he’s
just a distant cousin

ive heard it before
just in a different key
face is hard to ignore
but it’s just the reality
he’s not me he’s
just a distant cousin

a stranger to you

 he looks just like me

offering

you, you were on mind, each and everytime
and i know its hard, hard to find, what you’re looking for
but don’t give up on those closed doors,
cause soon enough you’ll see theres so much more

you said those words,
like they were your soul,
on display,
gone to rest,
for another,
but its okay,
if you say

and waking up can be a struggle to breath
I’m not one to judge or to believe,
so don’t try to deceiver me,
just gather your lungs and go freely