Biograf

Lyrics:

Once upon a time there was a girl
In her early years she had to learn
How to grow up living in a war that she called home
Never knew just where to turn for shelter from the storm
Hurt me to see the pain across my mother's face
Every time my father's fist would put her in her place
Hearing all the yelling, I would cry up in my room
Hoping it would be over soon

Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
And every morning that I wake I look back at yesterday
And I'm okay

I often wonder why I've carried all this guilt
When it's you that helped me put up all these walls I've built
Shadows stir at night through a crack in the door
The echo of a broken child screaming "please, no more"
Daddy don't you understand the damage you have done?
For you it's just a memory, but for me it still lives on

Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back at yesterday

It's not so easy to forget
All the marks you left along her neck
When I was thrown against cold stairs
And everyday afraid to come home,
In fear of what I might see there

Bruises fade father but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love you gave
Every morning that I wake, I look back at yesterday
And I'm okay
Mm
I'm okay

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Nyeste kommentarer

12.11 | 21:26

Hej Karen Inge Jeg har skrevet en besked til dig inde på Messenger. Kh Annette

12.11 | 18:03

Hej Annette
Tror vi er halvsøstre iflg. din hjemmeside. Er den Karen fra Hobro f'ødt 1950.
Har du lyst så vær sød at kontakte mig
Kh Karen Inge

11.04 | 19:39

Ja det er meget smukt. Jeg ved desværre ikke, hvor man kan studere det. Det tales kun meget få steder i verden i dag

11.04 | 17:33

guddommelig smukt.,hvor kan man studerer aramæisk ? måske hører det ikke til under kommentarer.....det ee som hvert eneste aramæis ord øbner en himmelsk dør