"Kezia, my darling, please never forget This world's got the substance of a frozen summer silhouette" Said my mother through lips that were cracked with love and toil Before she added, "The warmest of blankets is six feet of soil" She had a perfume called pride that smelled A lot more like shame, so, when she walked into the room I was sleeping, I heard her curse my father's name It was our situation, our position, our gender to blame It was the lonely gray of my father's eyes Staring back in the, the mirror's frame It was the lonely gray of my father's eyes Staring back in the mirror's frame [Incomprehensible] mother, I'm shaking while I write Tonight I'll stay awake and try to breathe away my fright [Incomprehensible] mother, I'm shaking while I write Tonight I'll stay awake and try to breathe away my fright There's a letter waiting for me that I am yet to read There's a letter waiting for me that I am yet to read 'Cause I know it's just from you, you're the only one I need You're the only one I need I'm tired and I'm cold and I want to go to bed But there's no one here to tuck me in, so the shotgun Shotgun will, will instead, the shotgun will instead The shotgun, so the shotgun will