Cope Lyrics

I'm pushing 120 just to ride away from my sin

Joel tells me I'm being a dick again

I smoke a cigarillo as I watch the lighting strike

When you finally hear the echo, it's nothing like the source

When you finally hear the cry, distorted from the source

Oh, how do I cope

When I'm living with my ancestors' ghosts?

As the sun finds it grave, my heart it does the same.

Trauma trapped dogs, I'll bite the hand that frees. I'm seeing the

Hereditary nature of my current state

And I'm barking because I'm afraid I can't fix this

Oh, I'm afraid I can't fix this

Oh, how do we cope

When we're living with our ancestors' ghosts?

Oh, is there hope

For a day we don't go for the throat?

I've been coping with the process

Villainizing friends and family

Trying to find the peace between

Where I've been and where I'm going

This was never about you

But you were the impetus

The catalyst for vision,

Understanding and patience

To learn to love where we come from

To struggle with grace in the face of pain

Hope