This may be one of the first songs of Ghost's that I really fell in LOVE with. If you don't feel the realness in the lyrics of this songs, check your pulse. #truthfully.
"Things was deep, my whole youth was sharper than cleats
Two brothers with muscular dystrophy, it killed me
But I remember this, mom's would lick her finger tips
To wipe the cold out my eye before school wit her spit
Case worker had her runnin back to face to face
I caught a case, housin tried to throw us out of our place
Sometimes I look up at the stars and analyze the sky
And ask myself was I meant to be here... why?"
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