Burden by Sievaniel

Описание: A raw indie folk ballad about silent male sacrifice, provision, betrayal, and the crushing irony of being labeled "the burden" after giving everything. Inspired by Paris Paloma's "Labour" – this is the other side of the story.

"Burden" by Sievaniel
Original song exploring the exhaustion of being the provider, protector, and pillar... only to lose it all in court, have kids taken, and watch equality turned into a weapon. If you've ever felt erased after building it all, this is for you.

Full lyrics below 👇

Why are you gripping so hard
To the world that I've carved out for you
On this fragile ground
This was a promise I kept, through fire and blood
So let me breathe
Before it all crumbles to dust
Who wakes at dawn to grind and to give?
Who builds the home, the life that you live?
Silent suffering in the ache of my bones
Who guards the night, provides every stone?
And crawls back home again
To your fleeting glance, like a thorn in my side
And I'm so fucking tired

(Chorus)
The cracks in my heart are widening
If it all shattered, would that be the worst thing?
For somebody I thought was my partner
Yet it seems like I am the burden
All day, every day
Provider of shelter, food, safety, and grace
Love that I bleed out, but it's never repaid
Then a stranger in court, a villain portrayed
Just a wallet stripped bare, kids torn away
So you walk off free with the house and the pay
24/7, the fight never stops
It's not an act of love if you make him
Lose everything he's got
Yet it seems like I am the burden

(verse 2)
Who lays down his life in the wars and the wrecks?
Women and children first, we protect with our necks
Who signs away years for the kids and the dream?
Yet courts take your side, rip apart at the seam
She stays at home, or climbs the ladder we built
We gave you equality, power without guilt
But you wield it like a blade, leave for the next thrill
Take the dog, the kids, the home—send the bill
And I rebuild alone again
Silent ruins, no voice for the pain
And I'm so fucking tired

(Chorus)
The void in my chest is swallowing
From years of giving all, never faltering
For somebody I thought would fight for us too
Yet it seems like I am the burden
All day, every day
Father erased, husband betrayed
Built the world with our hands, now it's weaponized
Good men destroyed, then you act surprised
Just a shadow, live to rebuild from the ash
While you wonder where the real ones have crashed
It's not an act of love if you take and you break
Die inside every day, for heaven's sake
Yet it seems like I am the burden

(Bridge/Outro)
Why do you cling to the equality lie
When you use it to bury us alive?
We forged the paths, the rights that you claim
Now you upgrade and leave us in flames
Let me go
Or watch the good men finally say no
Because we are not a burden...

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