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lirik lagu tell my momma i love her – mirod

[intro:]

ok hold on, kuu thanks for the beat

[verse 1:]

if i don’t come back, my momma should know
after my dad died, i contemplated slashing my throat
she knows i was closer to him, like we we’re extremely close
but i wanted to be next to him, next to his gravestone
i was close to doing it, half a suicide letter written
if i didn’t have the b*lls to do it, i’d have the medicine in
i took a look back at my life, all the partying and sinning
i realised i never once took my own mother to dinnеr
so i sat down and thought about how fun it would be
said “tomorrow i’m gonna ask her if next friday shе’s free”
i’m gonna pay for the whole thing, the album money coming in
and after* oh wait, nevermind, tonight i’m dying
i had started the letter talking about how much i miss dad
so i took a pen and started writting about all of my mishaps
like when i was 11, 2 days after my birthday
i drove the car to another city but i guess that sh*t happens
3 years later, my dad found me f*cking the neighbor
he didn’t say anything, let me do my thing (yeah)
i wouldn’t f*ck her daughter tho, i f*cking hate her
4 month passed and he asked me if i f*cking ate her
i was 19, at his untimely passing
just had gotten to college, sh*t had gotten thrilling
released an album for my friends to listen to while i was gone
didn’t think of it as the last thing i would leave my mom
[hook 1:]

momma, i apologize
for all those tears and cries
i’m so sorry you had to lose the love of your life
momma, oh your starry eyes
ooh, i didn’t mean to make you cry
looks like its not my time to die

[verse 2:]

am i just f*cked up in the head or is it effect from the booze
after burying her husband, she would bury her son too
and for what? because i f*cking miss him?
she prolly misses him more but has to stay strong, despite visions
despite depression, has to pull through to spite the pressure
my momma’s the toughest woman i know, no question
but there trully is no measurement
session after session, too much weed up in my system, sh*t
needed to make a decision, and quick
half of my mind told me f*ck it and end it
it would be better next to pops than at home, sitting depressing
or you could take the pills then smoke yourself into the mansion
i blame all my suicidal tendencies on marilyn manson
the other half said, “hold up, think about it
losing the two men in her life, your mother couldn’t breathe without it”
“so? she would join us up real soon”
“you’ve normalized your mother’s suicide and you’re not thinking ’bout it
you said it yourself, strongest woman ever and sh*t
she made pennies in her time by transporting the brick
she didn’t live through all of that to be raising a b*tch
who when life gets hard, decides f*ck it, and just quits”
[beat*switch:]

[hook 2:]

momma, i’m sorry, ooh
didn’t mean to make you cry
i’ll be home tomorrow i’ve decided not to die
oh, not tonight

[outro:]

got me tearing up and sh*t
[?]
haha

- mirod

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