Mom is lost in space
• Written by Buzzy
A bitch sitting on a stove starring at the stars,
As her ass is in hell her head is at war, Mars
Interstellar system identity still missing
She feels like a dead nova as she fears from the void
Stuck between Hennessy and her empty legacy
Two kids orbiting around her sun, she's too cold
To heat her sons, another rain check big puddles
She gets call mama but yet has to pick up being a mother
Fuckers all around her acting like meteorite trying smash her
She isn't wet no more, stripped to the core, but wait it gets better
Overused and overdosed, come to strip club where she's under the spotlight
Taking a pose with a broken nose for those who wouldn't oppose
[Pre-Chorus]
A little beat up
A little worn down
Still standing there
Still holding ground
[Chorus]
Dead nova, dead nova
Still burning through the cold
Dead nova, dead nova
Won't let her story fold
Dead nova, dead nova
She's louder than the void
Dead nova, dead nova
Still fighting for her boys
[Verse 2]
Rain on the window, pills on the table
A name in her mouth that never stayed stable
Kids in the next room, asking for warmth
She keeps on moving like a body in storm
Mouth full of armour, eyes full of thunder
Every old mistake keeps pulling her under
But she don’t fold when the world gets cruel
She learns how to shine from the cracks in the fuel
[Pre-Chorus]
A little beat up
A little worn down
Still standing there
Still holding ground
[Chorus]
Dead nova, dead nova
Still burning through the cold
Dead nova, dead nova
Won't let her story fold
Dead nova, dead nova
She's louder than the void
Dead nova, dead nova
Still fighting for her boys
[Bridge]
If the sky comes down
She’ll wear the weight
If the world looks away
She’ll still create
No crown, no grace
Just scarred-up truth
Mama on the edge
Still getting through
[Chorus]
Dead nova, dead nova
Still burning through the cold
Dead nova, dead nova
Won't let her story fold
Dead nova, dead nova
She's louder than the void
Dead nova, dead nova
Still fighting for her boys
