Ham Sandwich - MAMA lyrics

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
(What's a father to do)
What's a mother to do when
Her kids are all insane

Calling out your name, hoping you heard me
Hope I can say the same when in my thirties
What I gotta do to prove that I'm worthy
What I gotta do to keep my soul burning
If you disappeared I'd lose it
All inside of a second
I'm moving so fast that
I'm missing my blessings
My weapons are double edged
All the time that I wanna spend
Work is my one defense

My sisters and brothers dysfunctional
Longest time my mental health was untouchable


I'm not gonna lie felt a little neglected
My ego directed the pain to internalize

Sown it and fertilized, now I'm infantilized
Stuck in the crib
Writing music to candlelight
You was a fine of mine
I would just pantomime
Ready to stand aside and follow orders

You cut your hand to try and give me quarter
You couldn't stand to see me at the border
You could have ran when they
Showed you my history
I could never repay w hat you did for me

Every day think I'm running out of time
I could never tell you what was on my mind
I could never show you how I come alive
I could never show you that you did it right

That you saved a life
Sun setting, I don't wanna say good night
One sun sets, one son rises
So I turn up the heat till my eyes drying
But I'm still

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day

I could lose everything, I could lose myself
And I don't even know, who might help
Every day that I'm talking to myself
Is another I'm going through my hell
My mental is paper thin
But I play pretend, while my sanity tapering
I don't know how to make amends
I just make it bend
And I'm not good at making friends
I just make it bend
I don't know how to make amends

If it's fake it or make it, I fake it then
Take it and make it my own
You ain't taking my fam
You ain't taking my home i could catch me a
Bullet from Patrick Mahomes

I've been goin through phases of hatred
I'm racing myself
To the logical end of a massive ego
Which is poppin first
It's my mind or my music

I'm grinding so hard's like I'm
Trying to lose it
I'm back in the lab putting sciences to it
The people who took me in
Know I'll be looking inside of myself
Till I finally do it

Finally prove to myself that
I'm worth the love bleeding out of my heart
Till I've hurt enough
Talking down to myself till I've heard enough
But will you be around when I'm turning up

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day
I'd lose em all the day

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day
I'd lose em all the day, I'm

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day
I'd lose em all the day

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day
I'd lose em all the day

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day
I'd lose em all the day, I'm

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day
I'd lose em all the day

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day
I'd lose em all the day, I'm

Fogging up the frame stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain
Counting the hours, I'm lost inside the page
Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day
I'd lose em all the day

(Fogging up the frame, Stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain)
(Counting the hours
I'm lost inside the page)
(Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day)
(I'd lose em all the day, I'm)

(Fogging up the frame, Stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain)
(Counting the hours
I'm lost inside the page)
(Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day)
(I'd lose em all the day)

(Fogging up the frame, Stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain)
(Counting the hours
I'm lost inside the page)
(Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day)
(I'd lose em all the day, I'm)

(Fogging up the frame, Stood in the shower
I'm clogging up the drain)
(Counting the hours
I'm lost inside the page)
(Counting my blessings
I'd lose em all the day)
(I'd lose em all the day)