| Mother
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| Tell your children not to walk my way
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| Tell your children not to hear my words
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| What they mean
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| What they say
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| Mother
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| Mother
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| Can you keep them in the dark for life
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| Can you hide them from the waiting world
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| Oh mother
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| Father
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| Gonna take you daughter out tonight
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| Gonna show her my world
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| Oh father
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| Not about to see your light
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| But if you wanna find hell with me
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| I can show you what it's like
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| Till you're bleeding
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| Not about to see your light
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| And if you wanna find hell with me
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| I can show you what it's
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| Mother
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| Tell your children not to hold my hand
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| Tell your children not to understand
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| Oh mother
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| Father
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| Do you wanna bang heads with me
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| Do you wanna feel everything
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| Oh father
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| Not about to see your light
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| And if you wanna find hell with me
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| I can show you what it's like
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| Till you're bleeding
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| Not about to see your light
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| And if you wanna find hell with me
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| I can show you what it's
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| Yea
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| Not about to see your light
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| But if you wanna find hell with me
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| I can show you what it's like
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| Till you're bleeding
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| Not about to see your light
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| And if you wanna find hell with me
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| I can show you what it's like
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| Mother
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| Yea |