11 Months

Slow motion, broken and sick
Unconsciously crying aloud
Life sprawled out in blood, sweat and tears

11 months 4 more surgeries, still I pray
Until this day I must say it's okay
Because I was left alone the bastard child
I am alone and sick to my stomach and pukin again, again good God

11 months 4 more surgeries, still I pray
Until this day I must say it's okay

Come on its just another hour broken
Come on its just another hour cold
Come on its just that now that I'm broken
Come on its just that now I'm alone

Come on its just that now that I'm broken
Come on its just that now that I'm cold
Come on its just that now that I'm broken
Come on its just that now I'm alone

11 months 4 more surgeries, still I pray
Until this day I must say it's okay

Come on its just another hour broken
Come on its just that now that I'm cold
Come on its just that now that I'm broken
Come on its just that now that I'm cold

Come on its just that now I'm alone again
Come on its just that now that I'm broken
Come on its just that now that I'm cold
Come on its just that now that I'm broken
Come on its just that now I'm alone

Slow motion, feelin' all broken and sick
Crying alone, saying to myself
"My mother's gonna be healthy
My mother's gonna be healthy."

Reach out for a hug but no one's there
Crying alone in the corner I stand
In the corner, saying to myself
"My mother's gonna be alright."