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Mama
Lyricist:Adam Tyler Baker
Well, I promise, there's no truth In that lovely wooden home You spent your youth
I promise that I won't leave Before you dress my arms Back up in sleeves
Mama, oh Mama Where's the trust in running? Baby, cool your head, I'm coming
I've hunted down my past Held it close to the earth Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I made it last but now
Solace still keeps my head Just knowing all that's said and done Is simply dead
Father, oh Father My thoughts, they all come drumming Telling me to just keep humming
Mama, oh Mama Where's the trust in running? Baby, cool your head, I'm coming
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