Mothers Ruin

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'Mother's ruin'

She said to herself
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'I'm just screwing my own mental health'

But Fridays and Saturdays
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She walks down those alleyways

A latter day lady of the lamp


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How you doing?

You ain't from 'round here

Won't you come in?
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I'm really not scared-

'Cause Fridays and Saturdays
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I still do it anyways

And anything is better than out here


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Now don't wake me up again

Don't let me feel anything
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But when you go

Let me dream that I go with you
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So I won't cry myself dry anymore


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Mothers ruin

Their own little girls

Keep them dreaming
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There's more to this world

But turn her the other way
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And every day's Father's Day