Momma (feat. MYNA)
Momma don't you carry all that weight
Momma don't you see we'll be okay
Momma don't you carry all that weight
We've been growing up and your son's okay
Dancing on acid cliffs
Falling off canvases
Gone while the candles lit
Lost in imagined bliss
Often imagining
Coffins and cashing in
Coughing and laughing with ya
But I'm an avid thinker
I might be too much of a kid
But my eyes don't show
All the good waves on the bad days
And the sunlight on the cascades
I was nothing but a kid then
Livin' something of a dream
Livin' something of a dream
Someone had to carry me
Someone had to carry me
Momma don't you carry all that weight
Momma don't you see we'll be okay
Momma don't you carry all that weight
We've been growing up and your son's okay
Well the truth's lost in the emphasis
Fighting off emptiness
Would you rather be all alone or penniless?
Would you rather be fully grown or childish?
Maybe we're both, maybe we're so slow
To the facts of the matter
Moving fast when we chatter
No romance so combative
My reactions are scattered
I've been masking compassion
And begging for help
Racking up these incentives
But all for myself
And self-interested
ignorant motherfuckers
Run this shit
Leaving us to fail
But I guess I could be one of them
'Cause I can't stop thinking of me
No, I can't stop thinking of me
Momma don't you see we'll be okay
Momma don't you carry all that weight
We've been growing up and your son's okay
Dancing on acid cliffs
Falling off canvases
Gone while the candles lit
Lost in imagined bliss
Often imagining
Coffins and cashing in
Coughing and laughing with ya
But I'm an avid thinker
I might be too much of a kid
But my eyes don't show
All the good waves on the bad days
And the sunlight on the cascades
I was nothing but a kid then
Livin' something of a dream
Livin' something of a dream
Someone had to carry me
Someone had to carry me
Momma don't you carry all that weight
Momma don't you see we'll be okay
Momma don't you carry all that weight
We've been growing up and your son's okay
Well the truth's lost in the emphasis
Fighting off emptiness
Would you rather be all alone or penniless?
Would you rather be fully grown or childish?
Maybe we're both, maybe we're so slow
To the facts of the matter
Moving fast when we chatter
No romance so combative
My reactions are scattered
I've been masking compassion
And begging for help
Racking up these incentives
But all for myself
And self-interested
ignorant motherfuckers
Run this shit
Leaving us to fail
But I guess I could be one of them
'Cause I can't stop thinking of me
No, I can't stop thinking of me
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Azzam
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