| Mother, Mother
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| Bet you wish I was a daughter, no bother
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| Ink stains on the counter out there
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| Clean me up with some bleach
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| Mother, Mother
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| Place me under your cover, and undiscovered
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| Away from the others, others
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| Painting over my marks
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| Cause your soul had died
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| In my dream last night
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| I wasn’t looking for a fight
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| Clean me up, and say goodnight
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| (Goodnight)
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| And the drugs they kick in
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| To numb your indecision
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| Let the years just sink in
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| Fade away, say goodnight
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| Goodbye
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| Mother, Mother
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| Bet you wish I was a daughter, no bother
|
| Ink stains on the counter out there
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| Clean me up with some bleach
|
| Mother, Mother
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| Place me under your cover, and undiscovered
|
| Away from the others, others
|
| Painting over my marks
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| Expectations
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| Overwhelming
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| My motivation has run dry
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| I’ve destroyed most things I’ve touched
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| Doesn’t mean you didn’t love me that much
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| I saw you clutch your filthy hands
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| When you said goodnight, said goodnight
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| Goodbye!
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| Mother, Mother
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| I’m looking more like my father, father
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| Trying to recover, recover
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| Blur me out once again
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| Mother, Mother
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| Wish you didn’t even bother, bother
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| I have nothing left to offer, offer
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| Mother, Mother
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| Bet you wish I was a daughter, no bother
|
| Ink stains on the counter out there
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| Clean me up with some bleach
|
| Mother, Mother
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| Place me under your cover, and undiscovered
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| Away from the others, others
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| Painting over my face
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| Still birth
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| Tainted
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| A blind mess
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| I came in untouched |