heavy from the hurt inside my veins


'Cause I can promise if you knew me you would probably walk away, no you wouldn't want to stay.
Oh, Mama said gonna be all right, but mama don't know what it's like in my mind.
Mama said that the sun gon' shine, but mama don't know what it's like to want to die.
I can't carry this anymore, heavy from the hurt inside my veins.
I can't carry this anymore, wonder what it's like to be okay.
I know I'll be fine it's just that everytime this comes back tell my maker up above that I have had enough.

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