My eyes don’t see the same as others
I don’t see my babies like other mothers
I can’t feel what they feel when my kid dies
I can‘t feel it, my face and emotions tell lies
Just tell my how to bend my lips
Furrow my eyebrows, hunch my hips
Tell me to pull out my hair and starve
Tell me which emotions to carve
Don’t call me a monster
Don’t blame me, it will haunt her
Find me again in the same ditch
You call me an addict, just because I have an itch
I don’t get fucking addicted
MONEY IS NOT THE REASON I GOT EVICTED
She was better off without me
God knows I don’t have the energy
Tell me the whole story
Tell me about her mothers glory
Give me an image I can’t create
So she can see my doomed fate
I’ll rip her heart in pieces
She’ll be spoiled, covered in creases
ILL RUIN HER
I WONT MAKE IT FURTHER
PLEASE TAKE HER
PLEASE CURE HER
IM NOT A MOTHER
JUST LOOK AT HER BROTHER