Maybe I'm a baby with a mouth to feed
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Maybe I'm a cancer waiting to eat
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Maybe I'm a razor on a wrist to bleed
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Maybe only water or a bucket of kerosene
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It's alright
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We are landing this ship soon
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It's alright
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No more trips around the moon
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Momma does the dishes in her wedding ring
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Daddy never wishes now for anything
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Sister on the corner like a boy's wet dream
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All little bit of hell in a bucket of velveteen
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It's Alright
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| Angie Aparo |
