Текст песни Broken Curses - Voice Memos Demo - Andy Squyres

My mama was broken
In her mother's womb
No one would lift her
A crib like a tomb
What she was not given
Was passed on to me
So she became someone
I had to carry

They carry you
You carry them
You carry each other
And the curse is broken

My babies have witnessed
A hungering day
Their own broken father
Their mother afraid
Solomon had wisdom
Paul had God's grace
We just have our children
Forgiving our ways

They carry you
You carry them
You carry each other
And the curse is broken

Now this song poses problems
For those left behind
To world's underbelly
With no mama in sight
Some die in alleys
With needle and spoon
Some never die
Just forever doomed
But I pray I'm an answer
To somebody's prayer
To make somebody's curse
My own load to bear

They carry you
You carry them
You carry each other
And the curse is broken