I had a dream last night, you were dead
People didn't let me see your body
My heart was minced into million pieces
It's meaningless to be famous if you're dead
Then who's gonna be so proud of me and truly happy for me
Am I hurt? I'm hurt, I'm sick
I will never know what makes me happy
Why did you make me
Why my life never gets easier
I'm hurt, I'd rather die, I'm crying to show you
And you came up to me stung
My thumbed with a needle to make my system work again
You saved me again mom
You fucking saved me again mom
It's hard to be a daughter of a woman loved by God
I know who hurts you will eventually be punished by God
It's hard to be a daughter of a woman loved by God
Don't you dare fucking try to hurt her
You're gonna be so fucked up by God
Leave the fuck her alone
Be good to her but never fuck her
Be good to her but never fuck her
