A new normal outta luck.

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  • Опубликовано: 28 ноя 2024
  • A song dedicated to Mothers who struggle alone in poverty.
    A new normal outta luck.
    Verse 1:
    She wakes-up every mornin' from the same unhappy dream,
    Imprisoned by the walls and a cieling full of memories,
    (it's the same old day)'Cos she wasted her life away,
    Oh'woah she thought she'd left but here she stays.
    (it's time to wake-up, to you)
    Pre-chorus:
    The bittin' cold hits her bones as she rises from her bed,
    So many worried fightin' inside her head,
    No heating but a fire that eats the power up,
    Coats on beds and a candle for luck, oh ain't life tough...
    Chorus:
    ("She cries")
    "Oh'woah woah! Please just enough to feed ma' babies "
    "I'm beggin' you lord, I'm not that greedy",
    "Just give them life and I'll rumble the night"
    "'Cos I can do without but if they suffer I die!!"
    Verse 2:
    She can't beat the weight that bares down upon her soul,
    Knowin' now she's alone and will be forevermore,
    But she don't mind,(no she don't care) that their daddy run,
    It's hard enough to make it daily and feed her little ones.(but she does)
    Pre-chorus:
    The bittin' cold hits her bones as she rises from her bed,
    So many worried fightin' inside her head,
    No heating but a fire that eats the power up,
    Coats on beds and a candle for luck, oh ain't life tough.
    Chorus:
    ("She cries")
    "Oh'woah woah! Please just enough to feed ma' babies "
    "I'm beggin' you lord, I'm not that greedy",
    "Just give them life and I'll rumble the night"
    "'Cos I can do without but if they suffer I die!!"
    Bridge:
    It's a miricle she made it this far without falling apart,
    It's amazing her babies are able to not see it at-all,
    It's the suffering of mothers when they're sound asleep,
    It's the freezing nights that ease the tears as they weep.
    Verse 3:
    Better get the breakfast done before they come,
    Will the toaster break again, will I try in vain,
    I can hear them stirring , will there be enough,
    Oh life is tough, it's so tough, and there's never enough.
    Pre-chorus:
    The little heat warms her bones as she cradles her coffee,
    Grateful for the warmth it gives, a piece of happy,
    The heating's kickin' in, now the kids are up,
    Just another day in poverty, our new normal in luck.
    Chorus:
    ("She cries")
    "Oh'woah woah! Please just enough to feed ma' babies"
    "I'm beggin' you lord, I'm not that greedy",
    "Just give them life and I'll rumble the night"
    "'Cos I can do without but if they suffer I die!!"
    It's a miricle she made it this far without falling apart,
    It's amazing her babies are able to not see it at-all,
    It's the suffering of mothers when they're sound asleep,
    It's the freezing nights that ease the tears as they weep.

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