[Verse 1: -Reality]
Chorus
*What's good today, may not be good tomorrow
Floating down this river of endless sorrows
Living up to the name like no tomorrow
Floating down this river of endless sorrows.*
Mom I know all you wanted to do was smoke your meth in peace
But now you're dead. Lay your head to rest. Rest In Peace
These Methamphetamines must have so special recipe
Because I feel the devil next to me tighten and Squeeze
These frightening dreams
Continue at night when the lightning screams
Mom why are we fighting?
We're supposed to be a team
You survive the night only to sleep during the
Light so you can go out and try to fiend
How much pain will you bring?
You would think that someone would change
As soon as it was plain to see that they were
Destroying every good thing that you were arranging
But no
That was the strange thing, she didn't care for love
But she made it apparent for a parent that she wasn't scared of d**
We didn't know what to be aware of
Me and my brothers and sisters
Every time we hugged and kissed her
And every time you shrugged your shoulders
When we asked about a cut or blister
"Whats that on your lip mom?"
It's another bruise cause Keith just hit her
*What's good today, may not be good tomorrow
Floating down this river of endless sorrows
Living up to the name like no tomorrow
Floating down this river of endless sorrows.*
I know it was hard though
Scraping bar codes off of drinks and food
While Keith's throwing pizzas at the ceiling
Because of his mood
Screaming "kids your moms on meth"
In my Grandmas living room
And with little breath my mom says
She's calling the cops soon
Meanwhile Im with my siblings
In my grandmas room
Holding a broken broom up to the door
But that was a month before
Keith was screaming in the kitchen
That he was gonna beat the living sh** out of
My grandma and called her a who*e
Oh the uproar, it tore me apart
But this isn't where my story starts of course not
This is only where I formed the art to tie my
Heart into a horse knot
Your part is to imagine
My grandma kicking my mom
Off the porch into rocks
Then her taking the caps off of our car
So that me and the kids were forced to watch
I was like eleven and all I could do was scream
Rain was pouring down forming a stream on the ground
And then I turned fourteen
Thought I found the girl of my dreams but there was more to what it seemed
Ive long since moved on but the pain still stings
But I'm older now and I still have more to bring
With every chord and string and every chorus I sing
*What's good today, may not be good tomorrow
Floating down this river of endless sorrows
Living up to the name like no tomorrow
Floating down this river of endless sorrows.*