Your burden becomes the bearer
Bearer brings the burden to bear
I'll become the one you come around
When no other bearers are there

But will I have the strength after bringing all the weight
Of everything I've been pulling even younger bones will break
Underneath the pressure the burden finds a way
But then it has its own new load of burdens to delegate

Oh, will I become what I despise?
Will I pass it along, is this my prize?

Someday even this burden will need someone to take
And just like his bestowers before him
His buckle will be his break

Oh, will I become, oh, what I despise?
Will I pass it along, is this my prize?