Dream Letters Don't Get Stamped
• Written by BrownBear
hey mama, i know it's been a long time
i meant to phone a while ago
you know that i'm ashamed mama
i haven't felt the same mama
waking up with marijuana
floating through a haze
the heights that i attain
no man can sustain
so i sit upon my mountain top
set it all ablaze
why you so amazed
we've been living wrong
but that's forgiven that's been waved
moving right along,
without condition we've been saved
without condition we've been saved
without condition we've been saved
do you have any faith
left?
do you have any faith?
let me see your face
let me see your face
i can almost feel your grace
i just want to be okay
damn, i don't feel like i am
i don't feel like i can
barely feel like a man
anymore
looking at the floor
thinking where my mind at?
early worming for these chores
feather in my cap, like a
high hat
better than a night cap
after
nine more before that
without condition we've been saved
without condition we've been saved
do you have any faith
left?
do you have any faith?
let me see your face
let me see your face
i can almost feel your grace
i just want to be okay
i just want to be okay
i just want to be okay
i just want to be okay, let me see your face
let me feel your grace fall upon me
like the rain
i feel like the pain
realized the gain
from everything i fought for
i won't stop
I do it for my mama
whats up mom
this might be long
i need a comma,
dear mom,
i'm sorry for the drama
i'm sorry for the scares
the worried haunted nights you had
laying in bed, mom that makes me so sad
you are such an angel, and you married, well, dad?
I'd write you but the mailman won't take them
'Cause they don't got stamps
I'm writing from a nightmare
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BrownBear
Member since April 21 2015