.[Intro]
Look upon your mother and the sliver in her hair>
Consider it a crown the holiestâ
mayâ
wear>
[Verse 1]
It ain't easyâ
raisin' babies when they grow likeâ
ragged weeds
It's a miracle she carried any shred of sanity
But she read her stories and forgot the.
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