That Hurts the Most - Lyrics
Oh, my mother
did so much labor
on the day
that I was born.
And I came into this cruel world,
screaming and crying,
covered in blood.
Was it mine or was it
hers?
And it's love
that hurts the most.
That hurts the most.
And when we start touching
and the blood starts rushing,
and the feeling
washes away my sins—
and I start screaming,
and my throat starts aching,
and my breath is gone—
the prettier your life
I'm taking.
And it's love
that hurts the most.
That hurts the most.
Then one day I'll hold your hand,
kiss your precious neck.
And your skin starts turning gray,
and there is nothing left.
And you take your last breath,
and my
heart goes with you.
And I am wondering
how I'll live without you.
And it's love
that hurts the most.
That hurts the most.
And it's love
that hurts the most.
That hurts the most.
if Dan Deacon and Dolly Parton had a baby; avant folk; organic electronic; Asheville Alien. 🥀🙏🕊👽✌️🌙💗🐊🐸🙏🕊✨️✨️😶🌫️💪🥔🤠🖖🌙
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