Momma I'm sorry you're crying Triggers are built to pull Gut wrenching heart felt is love Blasting this guilt Slow Digging the trenches of pity Knee deep in a pile of sh** Light up these torches and stand Fight make believe Slow Lights out mister Sorry that I feel so angry Crawl to the bottle shop Reach into my situations Oblivious unluck Bury the guilt, I'm free Sorry It's all right now