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