My Mamma Said It's True Lyrics
| Song | My Mamma Said It's True |
| Artist | Carrie Newcomer |
| Album | An Angel At My Shoulder |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Newcomer | |
| Sometimes I just give up trying | |
| It seems like a lifetime | |
| That I've been fighting | |
| It was hard enough | |
| Just getting out of bed today | |
| I'd call someone but what on earth | |
| Would I even say | |
| Here in this airless space | |
| No one to plead your pitiful case | |
| Some call this thing the soul of sadness | |
| Self-indulgence or a brilliant madness | |
| All I know is I dying for air | |
| Swimming just below the waves | |
| I can see the sky | |
| Looking darkly through the haze | |
| The moon is drifting by | |
| Then someone cuts the anchor | |
| And slowly up I rise | |
| An unwelcome guest in your home | |
| That comes to stay and never wants goes | |
| Not some much shadow but visitation | |
| A haunting foreign movie with no translation | |
| There's buzzing white noise in my head | |
| Then sometimes so silent I'm almost dead | |
| One true thing I hold to dear and fast | |
| Is a voice that whispers | |
| "Darlin' this too will pass” | |
| Even when I'm dying for air | |
| Swimming just below the waves | |
| I can see the sky | |
| Looking darkly through the haze | |
| The moon is drifting by | |
| Then someone cuts the anchor | |
| And slowly up I rise | |
| This is just a picture not complaint | |
| Making full sentences | |
| Has never been my strength | |
| Some call this thing the soul of sadness | |
| Self-indulgence or a brilliant madness | |
| All I know is I'm dying for air | |
| All I know is I'm dying for air |
| zuo ci : Newcomer | |
| Sometimes I just give up trying | |
| It seems like a lifetime | |
| That I' ve been fighting | |
| It was hard enough | |
| Just getting out of bed today | |
| I' d call someone but what on earth | |
| Would I even say | |
| Here in this airless space | |
| No one to plead your pitiful case | |
| Some call this thing the soul of sadness | |
| Selfindulgence or a brilliant madness | |
| All I know is I dying for air | |
| Swimming just below the waves | |
| I can see the sky | |
| Looking darkly through the haze | |
| The moon is drifting by | |
| Then someone cuts the anchor | |
| And slowly up I rise | |
| An unwelcome guest in your home | |
| That comes to stay and never wants goes | |
| Not some much shadow but visitation | |
| A haunting foreign movie with no translation | |
| There' s buzzing white noise in my head | |
| Then sometimes so silent I' m almost dead | |
| One true thing I hold to dear and fast | |
| Is a voice that whispers | |
| " Darlin' this too will pass" | |
| Even when I' m dying for air | |
| Swimming just below the waves | |
| I can see the sky | |
| Looking darkly through the haze | |
| The moon is drifting by | |
| Then someone cuts the anchor | |
| And slowly up I rise | |
| This is just a picture not complaint | |
| Making full sentences | |
| Has never been my strength | |
| Some call this thing the soul of sadness | |
| Selfindulgence or a brilliant madness | |
| All I know is I' m dying for air | |
| All I know is I' m dying for air |
| zuò cí : Newcomer | |
| Sometimes I just give up trying | |
| It seems like a lifetime | |
| That I' ve been fighting | |
| It was hard enough | |
| Just getting out of bed today | |
| I' d call someone but what on earth | |
| Would I even say | |
| Here in this airless space | |
| No one to plead your pitiful case | |
| Some call this thing the soul of sadness | |
| Selfindulgence or a brilliant madness | |
| All I know is I dying for air | |
| Swimming just below the waves | |
| I can see the sky | |
| Looking darkly through the haze | |
| The moon is drifting by | |
| Then someone cuts the anchor | |
| And slowly up I rise | |
| An unwelcome guest in your home | |
| That comes to stay and never wants goes | |
| Not some much shadow but visitation | |
| A haunting foreign movie with no translation | |
| There' s buzzing white noise in my head | |
| Then sometimes so silent I' m almost dead | |
| One true thing I hold to dear and fast | |
| Is a voice that whispers | |
| " Darlin' this too will pass" | |
| Even when I' m dying for air | |
| Swimming just below the waves | |
| I can see the sky | |
| Looking darkly through the haze | |
| The moon is drifting by | |
| Then someone cuts the anchor | |
| And slowly up I rise | |
| This is just a picture not complaint | |
| Making full sentences | |
| Has never been my strength | |
| Some call this thing the soul of sadness | |
| Selfindulgence or a brilliant madness | |
| All I know is I' m dying for air | |
| All I know is I' m dying for air |
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