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What do we do when we find another?
You don't deserve the right to be called a mother
Who's to blame if we don't even respect each other
And then I wonder.....why we even bother?. (Yeah....yeah)
(Hook)
I've been through this game before
Slowly watched us being torn
This word no longer means a thing to me
It's all a lie, as far as I see
Unconditional love i've recieved
But deeper within was dark and deceit
