A Lot Like You

My fear is crawling on my skin

But I keep it hidden deep within

Impossible for you to see

But it’s there as long as I will be

You sit above me on that stand

With a wooden hammer in your hand

To set the hour of my death

While the family waits with bated breath

And I’m a lot like you

I know I took her life it’s true

A thing I never meant to do

But you, you look me in the eye

Aware, you meant for me to die

And I’m a lot like you

Tonight you’ll carve the family meal

And drink until you cannot feel

Before you thank the Lord you’re free

I hope you raise a glass to me

Cause I’m a lot like you