I remember that night
That was the night my mom died
That was the night my pain was born
They say when something dies, something else is born
I guess thatâ??s true for me
And the nights we walked
I guess thatâ??s true for everything I lost to you
Remember the worn â??down sidewalks, cement blocks leading to â??thereâ??
Leading to wherever we chose to name â??thereâ??
That was the night I tasted the most purest form of freedom
Well-deserved and delicious
It thickened the air we walked through
And I drank the satisfyingly sweet substance
My beautiful revenge
You told me you wanted me to be happy
Then you took away the only hand holding me up
God killed my mom when I was eight
Eight years later you killed my soul
But, no one smiles quite like you
