[Verse 1]
It’s my first Mother’s Day with no one to call
Just a prayer through tears and a half-hearted scroll
I’ve journaled till the ink ran out of grace
And laughed at things I probably shouldn’t say
Grief shows up when I’m doing just fine
In drive-up lanes and grocery lines
So I post a meme, then break down slow
Because the pain needs somewhere to go
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[Chorus]
Some heal with therapy, some with wine
I’ve got duct tape, Jesus, and dark comedy lines
It’s not pretty, it’s not neat
But it’s kept me on my feet
So if you’re barely holding on like me —
That’s still holding, honestly
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[Verse 2]
I’ve said “I’m fine” when I meant “I’m wrecked”
Used sarcasm like a safety net
I’ve hurt the ones I tried to love
While calling it “just how I’m wired up”
But now I’m staying through the crash
Letting God sit with all my past
Still posting jokes, still speaking truth
Still healing with a laugh or two
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[Chorus]
Some heal with therapy, some with wine
I’ve got duct tape, Jesus, and dark comedy lines
It’s not pretty, it’s not neat
But it’s kept me on my feet
So if you’re barely holding on like me —
That’s still holding, honestly
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[Bridge]
You can laugh and still believe
You can cry and not be weak
This isn’t denial — it’s staying alive
With humor, hurt, and holy side by side
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[Final Chorus]
Some heal with therapy, some with wine
I’ve got duct tape, Jesus, and dark comedy lines
It’s not perfect, it’s not clean
But it’s the realest thing I’ve seen
So if you’re barely holding on like me —
That’s still faith, honestly
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[Outro]
Still duct-taped, still praying,
Still laughing through the ache —
And still here.
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