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(NOTE: this song isn't about my mother, rather it's just a metaphor)
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you are bent on mind control
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you ignore my mind and soul
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you never give me a chance
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reject me like a past romance
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say i cant see thru my hair
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but you're the one who's blinded there
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too ignorant to see
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in the land of liberty
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never followed your dreams
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never dared to know extremes
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no one else can believe
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what you cant perceive
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chop it up - nothing left
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a victim of a mind theft
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rejected for the world i've shaped
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by not being brain raped
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dear mom: i dont think you understand
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i dont live for your demand
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you shouldn't have planned
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it blows over the land
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like a fist full of sand
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life isn't so grand
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when you try to command
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but you'll never understand...
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pull the needle : pull the thread
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pull on me until i'm dead
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i can not be ripped apart
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why would you destroy my heart
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made my dinner : washed my clothes
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changed my diapers : blew my nose
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made me well when i was sick
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saw thru me just like a brick
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never noticed remotely
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my individuality
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born in the usa
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with ridicule everyday
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born here on planet earth
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where what they see is all it's worth
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born here in the milkyway
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waiting for a better day...
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dear mom: i dont think you understand
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i dont live for your demand
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you shouldn't have planned
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it blows over the land
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like a fist full of sand
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life isn't so grand
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when you try to command
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but you'll never understand...
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words say more than eyes do
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i forgot to say 'i love you'
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'cause there's something in the way
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pain blocked the words i tried to say
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dear mom
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| State Of Being |
