*lydia*

hey mom, dead mom
i need a little help here
i'm probably talking to myself here
but dead mom, i gotta ask
are you really in the ground?
'cause i feel you all around me
are you here, dead mom?
dead mom
dead mom i'm tired of trying to iron out my creases
I'm a bunch of broken pieces
it was you who made me whole
every day dad's staring at me
like all hurry up, get happy
move along, forget about your mom
'cause daddy's in denial
daddy doesn't wanna feel
he wants me to smile and clap
like a performing seal
ignore it for a while
but daddy's lost his mind for real
you won't believe the mess
that we've become
you're my home, my destination
and i'm your clone, you're strange creation
you held my hand and life came easy
now jokes don't land and no one sees me
nothing seems to fit, mama, is this it?
Are you receiving? I want something to believe in
or i'm done, take me where my soul can run
or i'll be in my bedroom, wake me when i'm 21
daddy's moving forward, daddy didn't lose a mom
mama won't you send a sign
i'm running out of hope and time
a plague of mice, a lightning strike
or drop a nuclear bomb
no more playing daddy's game
i'll go insane if things don't change
whatever it takes to make him say your name
dead mom