i'm crying not of sadness,
but of anger that has reached Himalaya
if you want to catch my guilt,
try to find it in my shit.
mom, you scapegoat me for everything
mom, you throw your bad mood to me
since I was little.
If you told me I'm an asshole, mom
I'd rather be an asshole than to be like you,
a slave of your emotion.
your god is your mood.
when I was seriously ill,
I went to the hospital by my self.
You only handed me your credit card.
You proud, as a mom?
when once I had to go to Emergency Room,
you were so upset because you had to go with me.
how I suppose to feel guilty?
You're the one who fits the guilt.
but of anger that has reached Himalaya
if you want to catch my guilt,
try to find it in my shit.
mom, you scapegoat me for everything
mom, you throw your bad mood to me
since I was little.
If you told me I'm an asshole, mom
I'd rather be an asshole than to be like you,
a slave of your emotion.
your god is your mood.
when I was seriously ill,
I went to the hospital by my self.
You only handed me your credit card.
You proud, as a mom?
when once I had to go to Emergency Room,
you were so upset because you had to go with me.
how I suppose to feel guilty?
You're the one who fits the guilt.
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