Jana Hunter - The New Sane Scramble lyrics

This halo is a joke A little hoax for parting ghosts My momma told me so She's dead; she ought to know And if you see me Walking down your favorite street I'm only going to see Little babies trying to breathe This cradle is a tomb An everlasting sense of doom My momma'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 delicately There's no one that can save me