They burned a hole into your brain
just to keep you on track
gave you a brand new jacket
tied behind your back
A padded out apartment
beyond all of your dreams
where you could live the way you want
but no one heard your screams
Mother dear, I’m still waiting, waiting
waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
to meet you for the first time in my life.
They filled you veins with heavy drugs
to keep you nullified
and now you look right through me
your invisible little child
Mother dear, I’m still waiting, waiting
waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
to meet you for the first time in my life.
I’m still waiting, waiting
waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
to meet you for the first time in my life.
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