This is thanksgiving
Your mother looks so proud
Of the food she sunbathed
In the love of others
Your mother looks so proud
Of your remaining pieces
In the love of others
She ships you out
Of your remaining pieces
You're left too lonely
She ships you out
In a room of cold turkey feet
You're left too lonely
Shaking in you leather boots
In a room of cold turkey feet
You've gone mad
Shaking in your leather boots
Too numb to escape
You've gone mad
But your relatives are not
Too numb to escape
Trying your absolute best
But your relatives are not
Standing behind you on this
Trying your absolute best
Stumbling upwards
Standing behind you on this
The wall guides you back
Stumbling upwards
Through hallways of fake laughter
The wall guides you back
To the forgetful dinner table
Through hallways of fake laughter
You're not alone anymore
To the forgetful dinner table
You gradually seek refuge
You're not alone anymore
You've stopped shaking
You gradually seek refuge
This is thanksgiving
