Celebrate

Mom if you can hear me, I think I made it 20,000 fans from the stage I'm standing on I want you to know I appreciate it One day I'll come home, we can celebrate Mom I gotta go, the curtain's calling All the way from Rome, I'm really sorry Tell my little sister I said hey One day I'll come home, we can celebrate Yeah these late nights and these long drives Full moons under dark skies Tears fall behind phone screens Lonely hearts lead to bad dreams Wish that I could be there for you I hope that life will be fair for you It's hard to sleep 'cause I'm always thinking And passing out off of codeine And I hope you know that I'm not complaining Hope you know I appreciate it Every day is just filled with love Man every day is just thanks and praises But memories of your birthdays, they get me in the worst ways When you say, "dad, it's okay" When you get home we can celebrate Mom if you can hear me, I think I made it 20,000 fans from the stage I'm standing on I want you to know I appreciate it One day I'll come home, we can celebrate Mom I gotta go, the curtain's calling All the way from Rome, I'm really sorry Tell my little sister I said hey One day I'll come home, we can celebrate Not the money, not the fame Love the struggle, love the pain After all that we have gained We realize we're all the same Sacrifice my brothers cried We've been gone when family died Losing my focus, symphonies open Singing my opus, just for a moment One day I'll get home and we can throw a big party Invite other people that helped us get started to To all of you artists that feel a martyr Don't ever give up, you just gotta go harder Mom if you can hear me, I think I made it 20,000 fans from the stage I'm standing on I want you to know I appreciate it One day I'll come home, we can celebrate Mom I gotta go, the curtain's calling All the way from Rome, I'm really sorry Tell my little sister I said hey One day I'll come home, we can celebrate Every night feels like another weekend Keep pretending that it's easy Sold my soul for a wrecking ball I shot at the moon but I mostly fall Mom if you can hear me, I think I made it 20,000 fans from the stage I'm standing on I want you to know I appreciate it One day I'll come home, we can celebrate Mom I gotta go, the curtain's calling All the way from Rome, I'm really sorry Tell my little sister I said hey One day I'll come home, we can celebrate One day I'll come home, we can celebrate --- Celebrate - Dirty Heads