Lyrics of Child called

Buckcherry

pochette album Child called
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Mother, i really hate the way
You treat me like no other
And i refuse to be your victim

I count the days and nights, they are all numbered
She takes her time and hurts me like no other
Keep it all inside, never see me cry
Hoping i find a way out from the mother
Please god, don't let her destroy my life

Mother, i really hate the way
You treat me like no other
And i refuse to be your victim
You won't see me cry 'cause
I left behind a child called, "it"

She makes me stay inside under her cover
Takes out her pain on me and not my brothers
Keep it all inside, never see me cry
Hoping i find a way out from the mother
One step closer and the world is mine

Mother, i really hate the way
You treat me like no other
And i refuse to be your victim

Mother, what have i done
To make you upset? i'm in trouble
And i'm too young to know
Your weakness, you're so sick
And you'll never miss a child called, "it"

I count my days and nights, they are all numbered
She takes her time and hurts me like no other

Mother, i really hate the way
You treat me like no other
And i refuse to be your victim
Mother, what have i done
To make you upset? i'm in trouble
And i'm too young to know your weakness

Tell me why you were so unkind? you're so sick
And you'll never miss a child called, "it"
A child called, "it", a child called, "it"
A child called, "it"

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