Mother’s Chair

Lyrics
Verse 1: Songs and praises by boys I used to like Lingering on my periphery Like dust under a light Other bodies I've had have Just become stories I want you to tell me All those yours You politely ignore me I turn the room on its axis To see it the right way Chorus: I sit in your mother's chair And pick at threads Atnd sift through dreads Of things I regret saying I sit in your mother's chair And pick at threads And jitter my legs To a record that's Downstairs is playing Ah ah ah ah ah ah (2x) To all of my whims You know exactly how A seed of insecurity begins I take all your none chance Andchalance On thе chin Chorus: I sit in your mother's chair And pick at threads Atnd sift through dreads Of things I rеgret saying I sit in your mother's chair And pick at threads And jitter my legs To a record that's Downstairs is playing Bridge: Tell me that you need me You make it love uneasy Tell me that you need me You make it love uneasy
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Credits
- Writers
- Ella Hunt