Dear mama tell me why's it gotta be so hard
I'm just tryna find my place and I'm still so far
I don't wanna live the rest
of my life like this
Somebody help this hell is
disguise my gifts
And dear son I will do better cause I owe you that much I
must push on be strong and never give up
Now bring it back, bring it back, bring it back,
bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
One boy with three sisters,
two perfect parents and a brand new home completes the picture
Oh yeah, you had a dog
We used to visit on
Thanksgiving, but were treated
rather odd sometimes
Like we was misfits
Me and my brothers would fart and cuss,
but that was some regular kid shit
Auntie
Terry didn't like that
I know she sheltered y 'all a bit,
I used to think that was the right track
You ate proper,
watched your bedtimes and such
Went to church every
Sunday
And we would rough you up
when we saw you
But you was tough though, on the under
Not tough enough to deal with
the lightning and thunder
A momma's boy felt when
his momma boned out
Left ya high and dry so that she could zone out
I know it hurt for that she's dirt,
but maybe we could forgive her
And she don't cry you no river,
just get her life together
Dear momma,
tell me why's it gotta be so hard?
I'm just tryna find my place
and I'm still so far
I don't wanna live the rest
of my life like this
Somebody help this hell is disguise my gifts and
dear son. will do better cuz I owe you that much
I must be shown be strong and never give up now
bring it back bring it back bring it back bring it back
Bring it back bring it back.
Somebody did you wrong
my cousin?
It wasn't your fault your mama wasn't strong keep loving I see
you falling down while I'm rubbing elbows around the town
I'm feeling your pain though
You try and ease it, but the drugs
make your head hang low
Search for a reason from above,
it just ain't so
You're dyin' slow,
folks around you cryin'
Tryin' everything,
but it feels like there ain't no hope
And so I wrote this song before you die
Cause music cannot bring you back,
no matter how we try
And, you know you ain't right
Your son's mother's already gone,
now you're up on
Exit
Life
Matthew,
I say that cause it's true
I wanna wake you, human,
I wanna shake you
So you can make a breakthrough and fix
it I don't understand what the risk is
I love you man, handle your business
Dear mama, tell me why's it gotta be so hard I'm
just trying to find my place and I'm still
so far I don't wanna live the
rest of my life like
this
Somebody help this hell is
disguise my gifts
And dear son,
I will do better cause I owe you that much
I must be shown be strong
and never give up
Now bring it back, bring it back, bring it
Bring it back, bring it back,
bring it back
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.