Stepsons - Autobio

I am the frequency
Ringing in between your ears
I am the billboard
Shouting that the end is near
I am the lighthouse
Searching for a ship on the coast
I am the windows fogged up
On the side of the road
I am the life of the party
I'm the thief of fun
I am nothing special
I am second to none
I am the speed that keeps
Picking up the passing of time
I am the self diagnosis page online
I am that childhood friend
I haven't written in years
I am every love
That I've left in tears
I am the smell of the pavement
After the rain
I am the Ativan screaming in
Through my veins
I am the patron saint of
Yearning for home
I am static between
Stations on the radio
I am the doubting son
Of a son of man
I am whatever the algorithm
Says that I am
I am the black flag sticker
On the Cadillac
I am the coming of age
In a market crash
I am saying that he won't
But you know that he will
I am pushing my rock back up the hill
I am pushing my rock back up the hill
I am scratching at an itch
That just won't stop
I am dying to be
Everything that I'm not
I am lighting that bridge
Just to watch it burn
I am finally getting what I deserve
I am laughing right back
Into the face of God
I am turning this key
But it just won't lock
I see a black crow
Singing on the windowsill
I am pushing my rock back up

Written by:
Andrew Capra

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