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Heirlooms
Josh Fortenbery
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I've got this temper
It was my grandfather's, then my father's, now it's mine
And it sits 'tween the joy and the silence
This little spark of violence caused a century of crying
And it's easier to blame everyone who gave me my name
Than admit I could change if I wanted
We all learn from our kin how to love and how to sin
And become the same men we once run from
There's remorse, there's restraint
Never the 'twain shall meet
My world is filled with the former
I'm no reformer, I just play on repeat
And it's easier to blame everyone who gave me my name
Than admit I could change if I wanted
We all learn from our kin how to love and how to sin
And become the same men we once run from
Lord I can't have a child, I thought about it awhile
I'm keeping my heirlooms
Last thing the world needs, is another like me,
Just playing by house rules
And it's easier to blame everyone who gave me my name
Than admit I could change if I wanted
We all learn from our kin how to love and how to sin
And become the same men we once run from
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