Mother
Mother though you tried your best
To warn me
I have build a crooked
House of regret
So when the wind blows
And shakes the wooden frame
I can close my tired eyes
And picture your shame
But Mother you can't save me from myself
Sometimes a child must fall into the well
Mother feel your hands uncurl
From a fist to a gentle hold
But Mother you can't stop my mistakes
These flawed decisions are mine to face
Mother you can't save me from myself
Mother you can't save me from myself
To warn me
I have build a crooked
House of regret
So when the wind blows
And shakes the wooden frame
I can close my tired eyes
And picture your shame
But Mother you can't save me from myself
Sometimes a child must fall into the well
Mother feel your hands uncurl
From a fist to a gentle hold
But Mother you can't stop my mistakes
These flawed decisions are mine to face
Mother you can't save me from myself
Mother you can't save me from myself
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Writer(s): Ben Judice
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