you've become the cruel one again mother and i'm afraid, i'm calling you Mommy and cowering oh the blood on your hands don't you see what you've done but you're doing it still only i'm strong now, not what you expected, is it, saying no, the fragile daughter?
i want to injure myself to take it all back but i won't because then you'd win. we're back to war again mother only this time i know it's on.
