Il testo della No ace

Cant understand some of those mothers,
Who dont even seem to bother to see their children
I often meet them and i wonder,
Why they cant see the kind of humble beautiful people they have made
Everythings wrong and undesirable
Open your eyes and see your miracle

Somebody said im inconsiderate
Theres just some things i cannot tolerate
Somebody said

You never hold yourself responsible,
But i work day and night to cover for your mistakes
Sometimes there is no given ending
Its ironic how its all depending on the things you dont say
Everythings just ugly and terrible
Open your eyes and see your miracle

Somebody said im inconsiderate