The Burner - Mother | Текст песни

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The time has passed
You almost have not changed
You look so beautiful and cute like ever since I saw you
Did you feel the warmth of my tiny hands I pulled to you?
Mama, could you be proud of your son lying on the ground in the arms of the fate?
It is too late to rearrange all the events that a chance manipulates
Why do I have to tell you why I love you when it is over now?
Do not you think it is too late to go ahead and make excuses when other lips gave me the kisses and other hands raised up from knees?
Do not you think it is too late when it is over?
So why do I have to tell you why I love you when it is over?
You left me when I was a child so innocent and pure like an angel’s bliss
And now you are knocking at my door but the nails in my heart will not let you, mother, in


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