Denace - Emma by The Official Nasty Lyrics
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
There was a girl named Emma
Emma was twelve years old
You could find this kinda girl in every area code
She spent most of her days alone, locked in her room
Looking out the window, rain drops in the room
Thoughts of suicide, would even cut her self
She didn't love herself
She hated her reflection, she cried for attention but no one listened
Emma was depressed, daddy was missing
Mama was busy working, she wishes things were different
She only had one friend, and that friend had both parents
It hurt Emma bad, her soul slowly perished
Mama loved her but mama was always running errands
Emma asked mama ''mama, why you never home''
''Mama I got an A in class, look''
''Baby, that's good''
''But I gotta go to work, we'll talk about it later''
''You always say that, mama''
''I promise, Emma''
''You always promise, you always break it''
'You're not being honest''
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
Four years later Emma's sixty
Doing bad in school, has a bad attitude
Addicted to valiums
Addicted to sex with boys, and girls in school bathrooms
Emma can care less if mama's never home
Cause now she can bring boys to her house that'll double her age
They'll bring drugs so she can get blown
She's still missing the times when daddy was around
But daddy left so the boy she just met with a car can hold her down
She's looking for love in all the wrong places
She's sleeping with strangers, the fast life's contagious
She knows what she's doing is dangerous but she don't give a shit
If she lives, or dies tonight, she's trying to live a bit
Deep down there's a little girl that's just lost her route
But no one was around to show her how to get out
So now she's stuck in the vicious cycle, and it's going down
Something bad might happen if she doesn't slow it down
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
Emma's twenty years old now but her face is thirty
Maturity never struck but drugs aged her early
She's been through a lot of tough times, mistakes, and worry
This place she's placed herself in is grey and blurry
She barely sees mama
When mama tries to call her, she says it's too late mamma
I gotta go meet Conner
Conner is my new boyfriend, I know you never met him
Cause I won't let him
He's asked about you, and I won't tell him
How great of a mother you were, a drug addicted felon
I'll keep that a secret between us, no need for yelling
Hangs up the phone, picks up a needle from the night stand
Flicks it a couple times, and sticks it in her right hand
Lays her head back on the pillow, looks at the ceiling
Little does she know she's injected too much of that feeling
Looking out the window, she slowly dies off
That's the last raindrop her eyes saw
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight, with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight, with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight, with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
There was a girl named Emma
Emma was twelve years old
You could find this kinda girl in every area code
She spent most of her days alone, locked in her room
Looking out the window, rain drops in the room
Thoughts of suicide, would even cut her self
She didn't love herself
She hated her reflection, she cried for attention but no one listened
Emma was depressed, daddy was missing
Mama was busy working, she wishes things were different
She only had one friend, and that friend had both parents
It hurt Emma bad, her soul slowly perished
Mama loved her but mama was always running errands
Emma asked mama ''mama, why you never home''
''Mama I got an A in class, look''
''Baby, that's good''
''But I gotta go to work, we'll talk about it later''
''You always say that, mama''
''I promise, Emma''
''You always promise, you always break it''
'You're not being honest''
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
Four years later Emma's sixty
Doing bad in school, has a bad attitude
Addicted to valiums
Addicted to sex with boys, and girls in school bathrooms
Emma can care less if mama's never home
Cause now she can bring boys to her house that'll double her age
They'll bring drugs so she can get blown
She's still missing the times when daddy was around
But daddy left so the boy she just met with a car can hold her down
She's looking for love in all the wrong places
She's sleeping with strangers, the fast life's contagious
She knows what she's doing is dangerous but she don't give a shit
If she lives, or dies tonight, she's trying to live a bit
Deep down there's a little girl that's just lost her route
But no one was around to show her how to get out
So now she's stuck in the vicious cycle, and it's going down
Something bad might happen if she doesn't slow it down
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
Emma's twenty years old now but her face is thirty
Maturity never struck but drugs aged her early
She's been through a lot of tough times, mistakes, and worry
This place she's placed herself in is grey and blurry
She barely sees mama
When mama tries to call her, she says it's too late mamma
I gotta go meet Conner
Conner is my new boyfriend, I know you never met him
Cause I won't let him
He's asked about you, and I won't tell him
How great of a mother you were, a drug addicted felon
I'll keep that a secret between us, no need for yelling
Hangs up the phone, picks up a needle from the night stand
Flicks it a couple times, and sticks it in her right hand
Lays her head back on the pillow, looks at the ceiling
Little does she know she's injected too much of that feeling
Looking out the window, she slowly dies off
That's the last raindrop her eyes saw
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight, with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight, with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours
When it rains, it pours
All the pain we endure, we should raise, and march
When it rains, it pours
Our demons we fight, with a blazing torch
When it rains, it pours