Momma's sitting in heaven
All the feelings that hurt her
Check the prescription for murder
Can you refill all the misery that influenced grace
Until the process will take
Raise the children in pain
We killed and burned everything
Blame each other for whatever we can
Sip on a bottle and taste
Look for something to lower
Pride is sitting on a shelf
Stand on a person to reach it
Hope they don't mind the sting
Raise the children in pain
We killed and burned everything
Blame each other for whatever we can
Hope that someone forgives
Raise the children in pain
We killed and burned everything
Blame each other for whatever we can