Blood Related from Ribs by Anna Owens

(Verse 1)
High heels and a black dress
Kids outside the door puffing cigarettes
Self centered preacher who couldn’t care less
Crammed pews and tall cedar wood ceiling
Dead silence when they ask for a testimony
Everybody’s gone by the time they read the eulogy
Feels like a joke but I’m not laughing
No-oh-oh, I’m not - I’m not laughing

(Chorus)
Whoa - oh - whoa - oh, oh
Whoa - oh - whoa - oh, oh
I saw where I came from
In a roomful of strangers
Which the only thing I share in common with is blood
And they say hate is taught but seem to forget
So is - so is love
So is - so is love

(Verse 2)
Gossip in the parking lot as they drink whiskey from a Dixie cup
Stone cold when I walk out
Maybe ‘cause I already know
These won’t be the people weeping when I go
Want to be with me when I’m high but nobody when I’m low
So, don’t tell me it runs in the family
Because it won’t, ‘cause it won’t with me
This I can guarantee: this apples fallen far from the tree

(Repeat Chorus)

(Bridge)
I can’t help how I grew up
There’s no denying where I came from
I can’t help what runs in my blood
But I can break this:
Mentality, expectation of who I’m supposed to be
Stories, I am rewriting history
Legacy, what I carry and what I will leave

(End on Chorus)

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