| Song | My Son |
| Artist | Anika Moa |
| Album | Thinking Room |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (Ah…) | |
| Constant rush | |
| Opens silence | |
| Heavy words | |
| Thrash my guts, no no no no no | |
| Were my plans way too soon | |
| Was my direction all a waste | |
| Should I jump at the sound | |
| Was it not challenging enough | |
| [Chorus] | |
| What about solution (my son) | |
| What about pride (my son) | |
| Filled you up too much with my heart (you know it’s over) | |
| Where are the patients (my son) | |
| Where are the pills, my son | |
| Where are the people you know, my son | |
| [Music] | |
| Static notes | |
| Under protection | |
| Worried bells | |
| Ring to save themselves, no no no no | |
| Am I losing control | |
| Was my argument way too sad | |
| Do you laugh at my weight | |
| Are you scared of the end results | |
| What about solution (my son) | |
| What about pride (my son) | |
| Filled you up too much with my heart (you know it’s over) | |
| Where are the patients (my son) | |
| Where are the pills, my son | |
| Where are the people you know | |
| Where are the people you know | |
| I’ve been too soft with you so far | |
| I’ve cried too much over you | |
| Where is my son | |
| Ho.. hy.. yeah.. | |
| What about religion (my son) | |
| What about faith (my son) | |
| Filled you up too much with my heart (you know it’s over) | |
| Where are the patients (my son) | |
| Where are the pills, my son | |
| Where are the people you know, it’s over | |
| Where are the people you know | |
| Where are the people | |
| Where are the people you know, woah | |
| Where are the people you know |
| Ah | |
| Constant rush | |
| Opens silence | |
| Heavy words | |
| Thrash my guts, no no no no no | |
| Were my plans way too soon | |
| Was my direction all a waste | |
| Should I jump at the sound | |
| Was it not challenging enough | |
| Chorus | |
| What about solution my son | |
| What about pride my son | |
| Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
| Where are the patients my son | |
| Where are the pills, my son | |
| Where are the people you know, my son | |
| Music | |
| Static notes | |
| Under protection | |
| Worried bells | |
| Ring to save themselves, no no no no | |
| Am I losing control | |
| Was my argument way too sad | |
| Do you laugh at my weight | |
| Are you scared of the end results | |
| What about solution my son | |
| What about pride my son | |
| Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
| Where are the patients my son | |
| Where are the pills, my son | |
| Where are the people you know | |
| Where are the people you know | |
| I' ve been too soft with you so far | |
| I' ve cried too much over you | |
| Where is my son | |
| Ho.. hy.. yeah.. | |
| What about religion my son | |
| What about faith my son | |
| Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
| Where are the patients my son | |
| Where are the pills, my son | |
| Where are the people you know, it' s over | |
| Where are the people you know | |
| Where are the people | |
| Where are the people you know, woah | |
| Where are the people you know |
| Ah | |
| Constant rush | |
| Opens silence | |
| Heavy words | |
| Thrash my guts, no no no no no | |
| Were my plans way too soon | |
| Was my direction all a waste | |
| Should I jump at the sound | |
| Was it not challenging enough | |
| Chorus | |
| What about solution my son | |
| What about pride my son | |
| Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
| Where are the patients my son | |
| Where are the pills, my son | |
| Where are the people you know, my son | |
| Music | |
| Static notes | |
| Under protection | |
| Worried bells | |
| Ring to save themselves, no no no no | |
| Am I losing control | |
| Was my argument way too sad | |
| Do you laugh at my weight | |
| Are you scared of the end results | |
| What about solution my son | |
| What about pride my son | |
| Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
| Where are the patients my son | |
| Where are the pills, my son | |
| Where are the people you know | |
| Where are the people you know | |
| I' ve been too soft with you so far | |
| I' ve cried too much over you | |
| Where is my son | |
| Ho.. hy.. yeah.. | |
| What about religion my son | |
| What about faith my son | |
| Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
| Where are the patients my son | |
| Where are the pills, my son | |
| Where are the people you know, it' s over | |
| Where are the people you know | |
| Where are the people | |
| Where are the people you know, woah | |
| Where are the people you know |