WICKED WOMAN


You grew up avoiding
Flying bricks and insults from her
You made up for what you were missing
With imagination
She never remembers your birthday

And your mother doesn't understand
Why you just don't give up
I would like to punch her in the face
Let her know what it feels like

She attempted to sell your young touch
To older men with cash
You had to become an adult
At twelve you packed up and left
She never remembers your birthday

And your mother doesn't understand
Why you just don't give up
I would like to punch her in the face
Let her know what it feels like
Your mother cursed your name many times
And she prayed for you to fail
She can't figure out your strength
And your designated success

You found out
She wasn't your real mom anyway
We love you
Her wicked blood doesn't run through your veins

And your mother doesn't understand
Why you just don't give up
I would like to punch her in the face
Let her know what it feels like

You grew up...