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These roaring pains felt in my stomach ******* me to my knees But I stand up, go back to work, cause I'm the cleaning lady Drowning tears of failure and never to your needs To uncles who understand and claim they will make a stand, "Under your weight a lovely girl lives and I'm going to tell him 'bout it!" Oh, uncle Bill, can't you see?  I've learned whiskey words make a fool out of me I shoot the purple on the green From racking, not knowing, just focusing  A phone call to tell me the snow is 3 deep Spitting curse words around me like the white flakes I see But you're just furious because I spend my money Daddy, you don't love me like you do them Confirmations from strangers and old family friends Your standards too high, I never stood a chance And here comes that pain again
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Nov 1, 2012
Nov 1, 2012 at 10:03 AM UTC
Let her be
These roaring pains felt in my stomach ******* me to my knees But I stand up, go back to work, cause I'm the cleaning lady Drowning tears of failure and never to your needs To uncles who understand and claim they will make a stand, "Under your weight a lovely girl lives and I'm going to tell him 'bout it!" Oh, uncle Bill, can't you see?  I've learned whiskey words make a fool out of me I shoot the purple on the green From racking, not knowing, just focusing  A phone call to tell me the snow is 3 deep Spitting curse words around me like the white flakes I see But you're just furious because I spend my money Daddy, you don't love me like you do them Confirmations from strangers and old family friends Your standards too high, I never stood a chance And here comes that pain again
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Nov 1, 2012
Nov 1, 2012 at 10:03 AM UTC
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