I try to think like I don't know better
I try to walk looking for the right pace
Nothing's ever good, not even better
I try and I try and I try like a little worker
Cause if you go, I'll let myself die ohohoh
You talk to me like I'm your sister
It's kind of sweet, it's a kind of horror
I am the mother, I am the father
I have the angst of a teenage daughter
Cause if you go, I'll let myself die ohohoh

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