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Coffee and cigarettes were all I ever knew of you You used to hold me in your palms And in my heart I know the pain you've been through, Your father wasn't calm But sometimes I wish my childhood wasn't so blue No pills, no rights, no wrongs And in your eyes wasn't a solemn hue Our dogs play on the lawn If only the good times were true Are you even still my mom?
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