Pariah | Muse

i wish i knew my brother beyond all that bullsh*t

i would have been his keeper

defended him in the worst of times

and celebrated him in his best 

because that’s what real ones do 

but i don’t know him, so i see the flaws

the cracks in his smile where the venom seeps

i physically feel the pain he’s brought others

i see the traits he’s inherited

beginning in his eyes

those are my eyes, and that f*cks me up

that’s my jawline… and that f*cks me up 

that’s our father’s face, that we share 

everything down to the hair identifies with me

it’s that personality i’ve seemed to escape 

thank God we’ll never share that looming fate

that seems to eat away at all the paternal blood that i’ve known