Mother

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There was a family
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So many people, so many thoughts
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The most obsessed by the greediness
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Forgotten by love
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There was a mother
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She gave her home she fed us all
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There is nothing more to take from 
her
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What we gave her?

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Knives and arrows aimed at the 
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second son
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A flood of fake intentions covering
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 the sun
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So many sins hidden by a door
E             G        A      Am
Mother don’t hurt us with love

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Oh the grief
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Never was so full of regrets
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They will never be relieved
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Greediness and fake tears on a 
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grave

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They blind themselves with a 
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golden shine
E              G             A  
 But they keep out from the 
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light
E          G           A    Am
 We can’t hide from it

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All of this
G           A           Am
Ever was a fight for a throne
E             G          A
Is it glamor? Is it enough gold?
E             G          A
Mother don’t kill us with hope

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    A Dark cloud hangs over your 
heads
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    God I'm trying not to judge,
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 but it's so unfair
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    Brothers fighting for gold 
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and for the filth
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    One day they will breathe 
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their own guilt

( E  G  A  Am )

         E  G  A       Am
And oh god      when this day comes 
to
E  G  A  Am
Life
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They will feel the grief as waves in
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 their

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 Eyes

( E  G  A  Am )

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The mother, wherever she is
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Tries to have some relief
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I’ve seen it all
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We can’t run from it
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Mother don’t hurt us with peace
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So many sins hidden by a door

Mother don’t hurt us  with love

( E  G  A )