Song | My Son |
Artist | Anika Moa |
Album | Thinking Room |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
(Ah…) | |
Constant rush | |
Opens silence | |
Heavy words | |
Thrash my guts, no no no no no | |
Were my plans way too soon | |
Was my direction all a waste | |
Should I jump at the sound | |
Was it not challenging enough | |
[Chorus] | |
What about solution (my son) | |
What about pride (my son) | |
Filled you up too much with my heart (you know it’s over) | |
Where are the patients (my son) | |
Where are the pills, my son | |
Where are the people you know, my son | |
[Music] | |
Static notes | |
Under protection | |
Worried bells | |
Ring to save themselves, no no no no | |
Am I losing control | |
Was my argument way too sad | |
Do you laugh at my weight | |
Are you scared of the end results | |
What about solution (my son) | |
What about pride (my son) | |
Filled you up too much with my heart (you know it’s over) | |
Where are the patients (my son) | |
Where are the pills, my son | |
Where are the people you know | |
Where are the people you know | |
I’ve been too soft with you so far | |
I’ve cried too much over you | |
Where is my son | |
Ho.. hy.. yeah.. | |
What about religion (my son) | |
What about faith (my son) | |
Filled you up too much with my heart (you know it’s over) | |
Where are the patients (my son) | |
Where are the pills, my son | |
Where are the people you know, it’s over | |
Where are the people you know | |
Where are the people | |
Where are the people you know, woah | |
Where are the people you know |
Ah | |
Constant rush | |
Opens silence | |
Heavy words | |
Thrash my guts, no no no no no | |
Were my plans way too soon | |
Was my direction all a waste | |
Should I jump at the sound | |
Was it not challenging enough | |
Chorus | |
What about solution my son | |
What about pride my son | |
Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
Where are the patients my son | |
Where are the pills, my son | |
Where are the people you know, my son | |
Music | |
Static notes | |
Under protection | |
Worried bells | |
Ring to save themselves, no no no no | |
Am I losing control | |
Was my argument way too sad | |
Do you laugh at my weight | |
Are you scared of the end results | |
What about solution my son | |
What about pride my son | |
Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
Where are the patients my son | |
Where are the pills, my son | |
Where are the people you know | |
Where are the people you know | |
I' ve been too soft with you so far | |
I' ve cried too much over you | |
Where is my son | |
Ho.. hy.. yeah.. | |
What about religion my son | |
What about faith my son | |
Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
Where are the patients my son | |
Where are the pills, my son | |
Where are the people you know, it' s over | |
Where are the people you know | |
Where are the people | |
Where are the people you know, woah | |
Where are the people you know |
Ah | |
Constant rush | |
Opens silence | |
Heavy words | |
Thrash my guts, no no no no no | |
Were my plans way too soon | |
Was my direction all a waste | |
Should I jump at the sound | |
Was it not challenging enough | |
Chorus | |
What about solution my son | |
What about pride my son | |
Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
Where are the patients my son | |
Where are the pills, my son | |
Where are the people you know, my son | |
Music | |
Static notes | |
Under protection | |
Worried bells | |
Ring to save themselves, no no no no | |
Am I losing control | |
Was my argument way too sad | |
Do you laugh at my weight | |
Are you scared of the end results | |
What about solution my son | |
What about pride my son | |
Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
Where are the patients my son | |
Where are the pills, my son | |
Where are the people you know | |
Where are the people you know | |
I' ve been too soft with you so far | |
I' ve cried too much over you | |
Where is my son | |
Ho.. hy.. yeah.. | |
What about religion my son | |
What about faith my son | |
Filled you up too much with my heart you know it' s over | |
Where are the patients my son | |
Where are the pills, my son | |
Where are the people you know, it' s over | |
Where are the people you know | |
Where are the people | |
Where are the people you know, woah | |
Where are the people you know |