Her Space Holiday - Home Is Where You Hang Yourself

Through the Eyes of a Child

I know the days aren't so long
But time passes by
My joy in this world is kissing your eyes
I'll change with the seasons
I know my mom gave me up for a good god damn reason
That I still don't know

I took my one good thing
And threw it away
You say that you're leaving, but I'm still afraid
I wouldn't blame you for leaving
I know my mom gave me up for a good god damn reason
That I still don't know (x5)

Good god damn reason
That I still don't know

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Writer(s): Marc Bianchi
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