Emma - Denace

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 12 years old

You can find this kinda girl in every area code

She spends most of her days alone, locked in her room

Looking out the window, raindrops in her room

Thoughts of suicide, would even cut herself

She didn’t love herself, she hated her reflection

She cried for attention but no one listened

Emma was depressed, Daddy was missing

Mommy was busy working she wishes things were different

She only has one friend, and that friend had both parents

It hurt Emma bad, her soul slowly perished

Momma loved her but Momma was always running errands

Emma asked Momma, 'Momma why you never home?

Momma, 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 Momma,'

'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 sixteen

Doing bad in school, has a bad attitude

Addicted to Valium’s, addicted to sex with boys and girls in school bathrooms

Emma can care less if Momma’s never home

Cause now she brings boys to her house that are double her age so she can get

blown

She still misses the times when Daddy was around

But Daddy left so that 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 tryna live a bit

Deep down, there’s a little girl who lost her route

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 Momma, when Momma tries to call her

She says 'it's too late Momma, 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

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 villain

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