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lucy camp – mother’s little killer كلمات اغاني

[luzid: verse 1]
give me the time, what is the day
that’s what mommy likes to say
when she comes home, dead in the face
somebody must’ve hid it in place
where did i put it the last time, i just can’t seem to act right
maybe the kids have grabbed my
drink, i’ll give them a black eye
later, but now, i’m all out, i gotta get myself a pound
if i lose count, it’ll be crouched, under my sock, it’ll be found
as long as i don’t make a sound, noted i don’t run my mouth
notice how i’m on the ground, at least with liquid i would drown
oh well, i guess that’s not the life that i’m about
to the trouble i am bound, substance on a vapor cloud
falling through the fog, i pounce
landing in an open crowd, silence for a moment now, where, when, why, and how
it happened way too quickly my head was a little dizzy
daughter spotted me with frizzy
hair, i told her i was busy
there, wait till i get pretty
swear, this is not a hickey
scared, she said she was itchy
where, she meant to say icky
oh, awkward encounters over the counter
for hours, l leave to take a quick shower
but someone’s droppin their trousers, i go back to find me powers
instead i’m greeted with flowers, by people i called some cowards, in a minute they’re devoured

[hook]
dad, brother, sister
mother on the liquor
swim on with the river
it’s mommy’s little k!ller

[verse 2:]
digesting one too many as i wobble like a twig
drink more bottles than a kid, from the nozzle takin hits
throwing up cuz i remember to be a model means thin
a clean novel of this, is impossible to exist
my alcohol level of sorrows were pretty high
i overdosed on cries, smoked a bowl of why to die
tried and tried, but my eyes would only lie
they had letters branded on them that spelled out mostly fine
but everybody bought it
bandages were not wanted
needed but never solid
believe it if you want knowledge
it’s deepening like a pocket, the skeletons in the closet
turned out to be nothing but empty cans and used up product
i figured out why scrubbin my hardest right at the bottom
didn’t get rid of the garbage that i found so common
the scent of the darkness, was not and didn’t blossom
it wasn’t any of that, it was cuz i had a problem

[hook]

- lucy camp

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