Inherited Burden

(mmm-mmm) (yeah) Got the keys to a house I barely live in

Sending wire transfers just to keep the peace

Every call starts with how much I'm giving

Like my own heavy breathing has to cease

They don't see the long nights in the dark

They just count the numbers on the page (They just count it)

It's the survivor's tax I have to pay

For making it

out of the cold

Carrying everyone along the way

While my own shoulders start

to fold

(Ooh, this weight is heavy)

Another text asking for a favor

Can't say no or I'm the one who changed

No room for my own heart to waver

Everything I built is getting rearranged

Who do I call when I am breaking?

Who pays the cost of what I bear?

Every single piece of me they're taking

Is there anyone actually there?

Just a survivor's tax... (mmm)

They don't see the price... (yeah)