Heirloom - Clutch

Rise now my son

You were suffering from a horrible dream

So mend your ways before they tear you by the seams

You’re not the first and not the last

So take this relic of the beloved past

Take it now, It’s yours, pass it on, preserve

This undeniable heritage of yours

So take this heirloom

So take this heirloom

So take the heirloom

So take the heirloom

But I don’t want it

And I don’t need it

So you can keep it

So you can keep it

I don’t want it, I don’t need it

Take your heirloom to hell

I will not fulfill your prophecy

Because this heirloom, it burns like a scar

The call denies the branding iron at last

I don’t want it

I don’t want it

I don’t want it

I don’t want it