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Texty: Vendetta. Hate. Mother.

:
Hey mother where is my laughter
My heart that could not lie
It seems my power is stolen
What I see in my mirror
Really makes me wanna die
Something inside me?s broken

Mother please forgive me, I promised to be true
]But the aches inside me made me lie to you
You always keep a great heart, the love you give is strong
Your little boy?s a traitor far too long

Oh mother my cure my savior
Gonna make your days so hard
No motions in my guts now
Don?t you want to kick this liar
Tearing your inside apart
Don?t you want to use your elbows

You believe in me
Keep the faith in me
And I?m disappointing

My mother, my cure, my savior
My saint, my god, my straw
Pure love and the first law