Stanggled by socioty, smathered around success.
never really knew the truth, my life was born a mess.
my mother really loved me, and she really tried.
but their is something inside myself, from her I hide.
Chicken soup and gingerail, my mother used to say Id help you heal
one question momma;
How long does it take?
Im looking for someone, somthing to save me from myself.
tryen to make it by and by
tryen not to show the world just how it makes me cry.
stuglen within myself; without me I cant help. How do I take away their pain?
Chicken soup and gingerail, my mother used to say Id help you heal
one question momma;
How long does it take?
This world was made diverse,
so tell me how being different hurts
you try to walk the walk and talk the talk
but no one sees you; just be you.
dont cry no more Ill heal your tears, with chicken soup and gingerail
Thank you mamma!
for that chicken soup and gingerail......
How long does it take?
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