Weevil
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The tears of a crowd of very old children
I string them on a white hair
I throw the wet chain into the air
And wish that I had a mother
No sun shines for me
No breast ever cried milk
In my throat there sticks a tube
I have no navel on my belly
Mother ... Mother
Mother ... Mother
I was not allowed to lick any nipples
And there was no fold to hide in
Nobody gave me a name
Fathered in haste and without semen
To the mother who never gave birth to me
I have sworn tonight
I will send her a disease
And I will drown her in the river
Mother ... Mother
Mother ... Mother
Mother ... Mother
Mother ... Mother
In her lungs ther lives an eel
On my forehead there is a birthmark
Remove it with the kiss of a knife
Even if it kills me
Mother ... Mother ... Mother .. Mother !!
In her lungs ther lives an eel
On my forehead there is a birthmark
Remove it with the kiss of a knife
Even if it makes me bleed to death
Mother
Ohh ... give me strength
Mother ... Mother
Ohh ... give me strength
Mother ... Mother
Ohh ... give me strength
Mother ... Mother
Ohh ... give me strength
[He is a test-tube child born in an experiment, searching for the meaning of life and his mom. Watch it again after reading my explanation]
The tears of a crowd of very old children
I string them on a white hair
I throw the wet chain into the air
And wish that I had a mother
No sun shines for me
No breast ever cried milk
In my throat there sticks a tube
I have no navel on my belly
Mother ... Mother
Mother ... Mother
I was not allowed to lick any nipples
And there was no fold to hide in
Nobody gave me a name
Fathered in haste and without semen
To the mother who never gave birth to me
I have sworn tonight
I will send her a disease
And I will drown her in the river
Mother ... Mother
Mother ... Mother
Mother ... Mother
Mother ... Mother
In her lungs ther lives an eel
On my forehead there is a birthmark
Remove it with the kiss of a knife
Even if it kills me
Mother ... Mother ... Mother .. Mother !!
In her lungs ther lives an eel
On my forehead there is a birthmark
Remove it with the kiss of a knife
Even if it makes me bleed to death
Mother
Ohh ... give me strength
Mother ... Mother
Ohh ... give me strength
Mother ... Mother
Ohh ... give me strength
Mother ... Mother
Ohh ... give me strength
[He is a test-tube child born in an experiment, searching for the meaning of life and his mom. Watch it again after reading my explanation]
