Dead Mom (From ”Beetlejuice”) Cristina Vee

Hey mom, dead mom
I need a little help here
Prob'ly talking to myself here
But dead mom, I gotta ask
Are you really in the ground?
'Cause I feel you all around me
Are you here dead mom? Dead mom

Dead mom, I'm tired of trying to iron out my creases
I'm a bunch of broken pieces
It was you who made me whole
Every day dad staring at me
Like all, "Hurry up, get happy, move along, forget about your mom"

'Cause daddy's in denial
Daddy doesn't wanna feel
He wants me to smile
And clap like a performing seal
Ignored it for a while
But daddy's lost his mind for real
You won't believe the mess that we've become

You're my home, my destination
And I'm your clone, your strange creation
You held my hand and life came easy
Now jokes don't land and no one sees me
Nothing seems to fit
Mamma, is this it? Are you receiving?
I want something to believe in or I'm done