Sons & Mothers

Chewing On Tinfoil

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I don’t have the strength tonight
I got sick one too many times
I’ll wear a mask and I’ll smile until you see my bloodshot eyes

You said: If home is where the hate is then rest your head on me
You cleaned me up, you carried me
How can I repay this generosity?
You said: Crawl your way out of the sea

Here I am with my head in the gutter and all I am is the son of my mother
And I say: What’s left to lose?

Who wants it all? Who wants it all?
That’s just me singing in the rain
My words are tapping on your window pain
I hope that they don’t wake you up
These days you’re dreaming for the both of us

If home is where the hate is then rest your head on me
You cleaned me up, you carried me
How can I repay this generosity?
You said: Crawl your way out of the sea

Here I am with my head in the gutter and all I am is the son of my mother
And I say: What’s left to lose? Except for you