Momma,
Momma don't cry
It's just the times
I'll be alright
Tell dad to get the belt tonight
Whip, whip
goes the cackling knife
saying he won the fight
fought over many nights
It's just one big strife
a struggle to open heavy eyes
never again to see the sky
How many stars to start a life?
But this life of mine
is not right or in anyway divine
it will only end in spite
small sparks lead to flames of wild fires ignite
And I will stand tall through tonight despite
the pain in my body trying to take flight
and leave the world hoping to fly
the the dark, clouded, cold night sky
It's just the times
I'll be alright
Tell dad to get the belt tonight
Whip, whip
goes the cackling knife
saying he won the fight
fought over many nights
It's just one big strife
a struggle to open heavy eyes
never again to see the sky
How many stars to start a life?
But this life of mine
is not right or in anyway divine
it will only end in spite
small sparks lead to flames of wild fires ignite
And I will stand tall through tonight despite
the pain in my body trying to take flight
and leave the world hoping to fly
the the dark, clouded, cold night sky
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