Lucky Star from Reeling by Blue Deputy

Growing up in a house in Pennsylvania with a backyard and a bike
And every morning something sinister would take to me
I learned I never was one for starting fights
But now I know that I can end them if need be

Fading in to a breadbasket town, drinking from the cup
And every Sunday in the tarnished gold they saw their own reflections
It’s scratched and cracked and warped, and it's bleeding down the lip
And they think it's a faithful interpretation

I know you aren’t so set in your ways
And you deserve to know i changed my name
You said it’s not something you can sanctify
But I hope it's something you can reconcile

The whites of their eyes fill up with snow
Running red from reaping seeds they never wanted to sow
Driving wasted back home from another sorry new year's eve
The thought of it always there like a flickering screen

I can't imagine how it felt
The last thing your kid ever sees is asphalt
The callous cold click of a father's rejection,
his face pulverised from their recollection

So I thank my lucky stars you aren’t so set in your ways
My breath's still shaking when I tell you that i changed my name
I know it’s not something you can sanctify
But I hope it's something you can reconcile

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