"Your Mother's Cross"

by Joseph McCombs

Is that your mother's cross you're wearing?
I guess I should have known
There's a burden you've been bearing
Since the day that you left home

          I knew I'd see defeat
          I knew I'd take the loss
          If I ever tried to compete
          With your mother's cross,
          With your mother's cross...

Is that your mother's cross upon you?
I've seen it there before
She's been laying guilt trips on you
Since the day that you were born

          I think it's downright scary
          How she holds you like a host
          When she's dead and gone and buried
          You'll be carrying her ghost,
          You'll be carrying her ghost...

Is that your mother's gun you're loading?
Her fingerprints are on it
Your mind, it is exploding
Like a Fourth of July comet

          I'll wish you season's greetings
          But I won't be the one
          To keep you from your meeting
          With your mother's gun,
          With your mother's gun...

Is that your mother's cross you're wearing?
Is that your mother's cross you're wearing?
Is that your mother's cross you're wearing?

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