Daughter from H***
Gracie Abrams, Daughter from H***, 2026
Writers: Gracie Abrams, Aaron Dessner
Producers: Gracie Abrams, Aaron Dessner
Label: Interscope
Hop to Another SongI was a flame, you swallowed me down,
they say that I got your mouth.
Daughter unwell, hungry and loud,
you made me a plate,
you lent me your life somehow.
And I want your patience,
I want your grace,
I want your sugar.
I wanna say
how much I owe ya,
I’ve loved your shoulder.
The mantle of stones,
your rosemary cloud,
you talk to the trees out loud.
With both of your hands
you held up our house,
and down to my bones
I hope that I make you proud.
I want your metal,
I want your goodness,
I want your current.
And I wanna say
how much I owe ya,
I’ve loved your shoulder.
(ah ah ah)
I want your color, (ah ah)
I want you to know it, (ah ah)
I want your mirror. (ah ah)
I wanna say (ah ah)
how much I owe ya, (ah ah)
I’ve loved your shoulder. (ah ah)
(ah ah ah)
I want your patience,
I want your gracе, (ah ah)
I want your sugar. (ah ah)
I wanna say (ah ah)
how much I owe ya, (ah ah)
I’ve loved your shouldеr.
Daughter unwell, but I came around.
I’ll try to become you now.
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