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by Sarahs death angel Mar 31, 2007 category : Life, society / other
Related by blood But not through birth I'm your teenage mum Struggling for her worth Your house is clean Your food is made I clean your floors But I don't get paid Mum isn't here She's out again Some of those things I just can't explain Just close your eyes And go to sleep She'll be here in the morning Here we'll count the sheep I'm here forever I haven't run away Yeah sure it's hard But I'll always stay