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nolto - 4:12am, december 3, 1984 كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
sf is born, sorrow ensues
born on the morn of some horrible news
it was probably a coincidence
in the lottery of instances
most of these little kids exude innocence
but scott’s eyes gave hints of maliciousness
looked just like his father – reminiscent of lucifer
wrapped up in a frailty that wasn’t really fooling her
gave up the world, but never forgot
that she had prayed for a girl and settled for scott

[bridge]
ready or not, all mothers love their children
but some are better at showin’ it
and mrs. freeman’s tryin’ her best and still blowin’ it
she’s just trying her best (best)

[verse 2]
regretted the life that she was givin’
as soon as the very first minute he started livin’, but
so he was born – sorrow ensued
they congratulated her and she was sort of confused
it was probably god’s s_d_stic sh_t
called the lottery of instances
bought the trojan horse gift wrap at the 7_eleven
two out of one hundred will fail – should have used some extra protection
yes, retrospective suggestions are less than helpful
those lessons are better spent on preventions
and just like union carbide, she threw her arms wide, like
“what do you expect from me world? to get used to a hard life?”
no thank you

- nolto

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