Текст (слова) песни: Blindside - My Mothers Only Son

Talks about it all the time
Its a sickness he says
So sure all the time
He hates it
And I honestly believe him
So sure all the time

Maybe the one who screams the most
Screams about himself

Fed up of giving up
Clean cup please drink up

He sees its eating him up
Its the price he pays
But its not even worth a dime
So scared that people may find out
He is what he hates
So scared all the time

This is his naked inside

Piece by piece hes trying to build a ladder
For him to fall from
Every time he climbs
He condemns their actions
So that no one will suspect
That hes the victim for his own crime

This is his darkness
In which he will stand
This is his naked inside
Alone in a desert land
And Im a coward
Shut my eyes and concentrate
On my shell, on soap and shower
Oh God how I want to tell the world
But I hesitate

So why dont I have the guts to tell you hes me?
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As You Walk
Ask Me Now
Born
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Come To Rest
Coming Back To Life
Cute Boring Love
Daughter
Die Buying
Empty Box
Endings
Eye Of The Storm
Fell In Love With The Game
Follow You Down
Heartattack
Hooray, Its L.A.
In The Air Of Truth
Invert
King Of The Closet
Liberty
Midnight
My Alibi
My Mothers Only Son
Nerve
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Nothing But Skin
One Mind
Painting
Pitiful
Put Back The Stars
Replay
Roads
She Shut Your Eyes
Shekina
Silence
Silver Speak
Silverspeak
Sleepwalking
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Swallow
Teddy Bear
The Great Depression
This Shoulder
This Time
Thought Like Flames
Vow Of Silence
We Are To Follow
When I Remember
Where Eye Meets Eye
Where The Sun Never Dies
Yemkela
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