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Текст и слова песни The Black Hearts – 54

I put my middle finger in the air
To my mom
Like I just don't care
Now she's a raging bull
With her little lies
And the crap
She's so full

Why me?
To have an evil mom
Why me?
And the only things I know
Is what I don't wanna show
Gg gg gg goddamn it she's a bitch so I
Jam it

She yells at me
Torture
As you see
For her
It's fun
Like that
The gun
Blows the hat
The crap
That I face everyday
Is probably worth
A week long nap

My bad aunt
Has turned my back
For a haunt
My mom keeps the whack

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