bread

Lyrics

INTRO]
I grabbed my suitcase, crossing the borders,
following a path, chasing something bolder.
With dreams inside a single bag,
it’s hard to imagine… your family can’t be packed.



[Verse 1]
I close my eyes, my mind starts to ache,
flooded with memories I just can’t fake.
I come from afar, I have worth, I believed,
I deserved much more…
more than the leftover crumbs to eat.



[CHORUS]
You took it all from me,
I hold on to memories that still hurt me.
I didn’t feel lonely, I just had a dream,
to make it real, to let it be seen.
No one imagines what a heart goes through,
when it gets used to pain like it’s something new.
Accepting the truth, I pause and I stand…
still feeding on the crumbs of bread in my hands.


[Verse 2]
You get used to missing without a tear,
pretending it’s fine, burying fear.
When deep inside, you just want to go back,
but your feet are tied, you’re forced to attack.
They change the rules — it’s another game,
you keep on playing, but it’s never the same.


[CHORUS]
You took it all from me,
I hold on to memories that still hurt me.
I didn’t feel lonely, I just wanted to grow,
to follow my dream and let it show.
No one imagines how a heart can bend,
when it adapts to cruelty again and again.
Accepting the truth, I breathe and I stand…
still feeding on the crumbs of bread in my hands.


[BRIDGE]
You get used to missing without crying,
pretending to live while inside you’re dying.
When deep down you just want to return,
but your feet are tied and forced to learn…

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[Final Chorus – soft and deep]
If it’s nighttime and someone knocks on your door,
you shout “brother!” and open once more.
Just another roommate, you’ve lost the count,
they come and go, like dreams you mount.
No one imagines the deepest fear:
not seeing your parents as they disappear.
One day they’ll go, and guilt will remain,
haunting your peace, drowning you in pain.
Mom… Dad…
forgive me for wanting something more,
for believing I was made for something beyond the poor.
For not waiting in silence, hidden and small,
for not settling, for wanting it all…
while feeding on the crumbs that fall.



[Final Chorus – soft and deep]
Emigrating took it all from me,
I hold on to what’s left inside of me.
And though I break into pieces some days,
I know God won’t let me fade away.
No one imagines what a heart must bear,
when the soul is tired and stripped bare.
But I’m still standing, still singing aloud,
because I have faith… and I won’t back down.
Accepting the truth, I stand as I am,
still feeding on the crumbs of bread in my hand…