Mary Kathryn Clewis - Follow Me

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree
This one didn't bear any fruit except the kind you weren't suppose to eat
Silver spoons will never rest in these cabinets
They're for hoarding resentment and familial habits
Open it and let it spill out
To your children your grandchildren now
Don't you know you were born to be down
They lied to you there is a way out so follow me
EBT cards delayed starts water from the well
Pawn shops for the nice things you had to sell
The debt is partially paid for now
Until the bank comes to claim the house
Don't open it and let it spill out
To your children your grandchildren now
Don't you know you were born to be down
They lied to you there is a way out so follow me
I'm closing it so it can't spill out
To my daughter and her daughter now
Don't you know you weren't born to be down
They lied to you there is a way out so follow me
Follow me
Follow me
Follow me

Written by:
Mary Kathryn Clewis

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