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Sister, Mother

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My life is plagued by mistakes
Broken Love, slaps in the face
But I'm trying to care
to dare to embrace your face

Hug him like a brother
Kiss her like a sister
Let it be my mother for now

I want to find out where the maid
in the street is pouring her wine
I heard she takes you in and gives you
the words you need said

If you'll be her brother
She'll kiss you like a sister
She'll even be your mother for now

Hug him like a brother
Kiss her like a sister
Let it be my mother
Let it be my father
I will be her brother
Kiss her like a sister
Come and be my mother forever
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