holy mom
• Written by blink
I went throught all this pain
broken heart and my vision grey
hate and love at the same place
different days sick as histler's hate
stomach ache but I feel great
no wonder why dem haterz fake
you don't know shit bout me
cold feet walking down the alley
I need to sleep but I keep going
keep pushing even tho the bridge broken
ain't no time for real
staying in this mind
pushing wheels around
kneeling down in front of my mother
I know she suffered ain"t that why I love her
tears and tears holding hand with m brother
pray to god hold her even tho you know we fight each other
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