Sanoja: Taproot. ...Something More Than Nothing. 11 Months.

Slow motion Broken and sick Unconsciously Cryin aloud Life sprawled
out in blood sweat and tears 11 months 4 more surgeries Still I pray
Until this day I must say It's ok Because I was left alone The bastard
child I am Alone and sick to my stomach And pukin again, again good
God Come on its just another hour broken Come on its just another hour
cold Come on its just that now that I'm broken Come on its just that
now I'm alone Come on its just that now that I'm broken Come on its
just that now that I'm cold Come on its just that now that I'm broken
Come on its just that now I'm alone Come on its just another hour
broken Come on its just that now that I'm cold Come on its just that
now that I'm broken Come on its just that now that I'm cold Come on
its just that now I'm alone again Come on its just that now that I'm

broken Come on its just that now that I'm cold Come on its just that
now that I'm broken Come on its just that now I'm alone Slow motion
Feelin all broken and sick Cryin alone Sayin to myself "My mother's
gonna be healthy My mother's gonna be healthy" Reach out for a hug but
no one's there Cryin alone in the corner I stand In the corner Sayin
to myself "My mother's gonna be alright.