Текст песни Daughter, Pearl Jam
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Young girl...violins...center of her own attention The, mother reads aloud, child, tries to understand it Tries to make her proud The shades go down, it s in her head Painted room...can t deny there s something wrong... Don t call me daughter, not fit to The picture kept will remind me Don t call me daughter, not fit to The picture kept will remind me Don t call me... She holds the hand that holds her down She will...rise above...ooh...oh... Don t call me daughter, not fit to The picture kept will remind me Don t call me daughter, not fit to The picture kept will remind me Don t call me daughter, not fit to be The picture kept will remind me Don t call me daughter, not fit to The picture kept will remind me Don t call me daughter, not fit to be The picture kept will remind me Don t call me... The shades go down The shades go down The shades go, go, go... |