R.I.P. Burn Face

In her mourning In her grave Don't you miss the way That she brushed her heavy hair Oh la la la la la Acid burned face clowny tear smile She's the one who made you wild She made you question all your answers Made you beg for her forgiveness Baby girl don't cry Momma's gonna buy you a glass eye And it will glimmer like starlight She's got no reservations Ain't got no place to be He graveyard's in the backyard Where the meadows used to be Lord knows my destination Lord heards my inner prayer Mom'll find me by the river Sunken with her party balloons Flowers for the ones you loved Flowers for the lost at sea Flowers for the ones you loved Flowers for the lost at sea