Tekst
Oh, Ma
I don't think I got it
I don't think I'll make it here
Oh, Ma
I don't think I got it
I don't think I'll make it here
Out here grinding on the road
I think I have it but I don't
Smile's hard coming by
When all I see are stones
Oh, Ma
I don't think I got it
I just want to come back home
Oh, Ma
I don't think I have it
I just got to go home
Going home
Going home
Oh, Ma
It's been a lot of climbing
I just need a push out of here
Oh, Ma
It's been a lot of climbing
I just need a push out of here
It's not easy as it looks
To sit and moan
To take this pride
And drag it all across the room
Oh, Ma
I don't think I'm thinking
I can't even see straight in here
Oh, Ma
Every time I breathe in
I can feel the pain in here
Going home
Going home