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I love you, Mum.
Pulling the knife out of her heart,
It was your pushing that tore us apart.
I always told her I couldn't take it,
I always knew I wouldn't make it.
You pushed until you broke me,
No wonder everyone left, now can you see?
I'll never be what you want me to be,
I'm sorry Mum.
It was your pushing that tore us apart.
I always told her I couldn't take it,
I always knew I wouldn't make it.
You pushed until you broke me,
No wonder everyone left, now can you see?
I'll never be what you want me to be,
I'm sorry Mum.
Published 12th Feb 2011
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