New Sun Scramble Lyrics

This hell is a joke
My little looks for plotting ghosts
My Mamma told me so
She's dead
She had to move
And if you see me
Walking down your favorite street
I'm only going to sing it
My baby's trying to breathe

This cradle is a tomb
An ever lasting sense of doom
My mama's in her room
She's dead
She died too soon
And if you see me
Crawling out of your favorite tree
I'm hanging so never come me
There's no one that can't save me