Mother
Mother!
Mother!
Put down that gun,
Don't you know I need you here.
Mother!
Mother!
It's not your time,
Me and Jess still love you here.
Mother!
Mother!
Oh why'd you go,
Now I'm here lost and all alone.
Mother!
Mother!
Can't you hear us here?
Crying because we were left alone.
Mother!
Mother!
I wish you were here,
So that you could have seen me grow
Mother!
Mother!
Is it too late to say,
That maybe I still love you so.
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