I've spilled blood for you mother,
And blood's thicker than the tears you shed,
Selfish salt in the wounds you gave me,
From every heartless word that you've said;
I'm drowning in this life,
I die every day,
With questions:
Why are you this way?
Who are we?
And do I have to stay?
What happened to you?
Did I do this?
Am I failure,
Your one single failed wish?
Where do we go from here?
I miss you,
I can't stand you,
I love you,
And I hate you too;
'Cause I've spilled blood for you, mother,
And blood's thicker than water,
I guess I'm just crazy,
Like mother, Like daughter.
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