Mmh, mmh
Mum, a diamond in the rough
I see your smile, eyes wide open
That look, your gaze—mean, corrects me
I'm finding it hard to be here, my Carrie D.
You know you feel missed, it's my fault completely
Tell me you love me, tell me you're proud of me
I love you a million—a million Ghirardelli pieces
I hate that I recognize myself in thee
No condolences can separate thee
It ain't no surprise you taught—read between all the lies
I feel so bad to be here, Cartagena made me cry
I'm so far gone, and you're the only one I couldn't save
Oi, I feel like you gave in last—threw in your Le Flore towel
Why do you feel like that, Robert?
Do you feel like? Then be like me
You know, Rue! doesn't like anyone else like I like you, right?
I'm holding on
barely
Mama, my heart so heavy
It's heavy
I'm holding on—and ain't a Dilworth alive can catch me
Mum, I still got a lot to learn
please still guide me
Mum, who coerced you? Tell me who
Like how?
And when, like I swear on our French Hoodoo
Just, like, hang on, lemme—get past customs
Like, um, I feel a bit confused…getting calls from you-know-who
Why?
I don't. Did she say? No!
And I feel like I don't…but I remember you'd say
"I don't want them fighting at all"
Oh, at all?
Over you. Yes! At all
And that's what made me stay in Cali, Colombia
My mum Carrie, love Flore
Tell me, do you feel the way the past feels?
Nostalgic as you lay still, can you hear the way my heart tears?
You wanted me to have everything I never had
I'm so sorry if my past mistakes made you feel mad
I love you, Mum, 'cause Daddy Jack gave you to me
You're half me and you're half Daddy
Oh, I'm holding on
barely
By a Le Flore leaf
Mama, my heart's heavy
it's heavy
Every trouble I ran to thee, you'd
[catch me]
Mama, I got a ways to go
Guide me
I had a good day, day 2, I'm having a very bad day
I feel very annoyed, then I feel very blessed
I have a hangover, which never helps, but
A dirty martini today is the first day since I left, that Sweetwater club feeling
We never felt lonely, our travelers guild, I love being on my own
We always preferred being on our own, but being with people was our guilt
And I feel like maybe I've been away from
Family way too long
Being abroad and stuff, I liked that it kept me on your mind
Like today I'm home, and I wanna be at home
I just wanna watch TV on the couch like you
Screening calls—saying I'll call them back and you do
Be in my robe and stuff like you, I just feel really like you
Carrie scary, we call you
Me, Mika, and the twins, a bit frightened that I might feel like you