Momma, I'm sorry you're crying
Triggers are built to pull
Gut wrenching heart felt is love
Blasting this guilt
Slow
Digging the trenches of pity
Knee deep in a pile of shit
Light up these torches and stand
Fight make-believe
Slow
Lights out, mister
Sorry that I feel so angry
Crawl to the bottle shop
Reach into my situations
Oblivious luck
Slow
Lights out, mister
Bury the guilt, I'm free
Sorry, it's all right now
Sorry, it's all right now
Momma, I'm sorry you're crying
Triggers are built to pull
Gut wrenching heart felt is love
Blasting this guilt
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