Anika Moa - My Son Lyrics
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My Son
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What Are The Lyrics For My Son By Anika Moa?
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Constant rush Opens silence Heavy words Thrash my guts, no no no no no Were my plans way too soon Was my direction all a waste Should I jump at the sound Was it not challenging enough What about solution (my son) What about pride (my son) Filled you up too much with my heart (you know it?s over) Where are the patients (my son) Where are the pills, my son Where are the people you know, my son Static notes Under protection Worried bells Ring to save themselves, no no no no Am I losing control Was my argument way too sad Do you laugh at my weight Are you scared of the end results What about solution (my son) What about pride (my son) Filled you up too much with my heart (you know it?s over) Where are the patients (my son) Where are the pills, my son Where are the people you know Where are the people you know I've been too soft with you so far I've cried too much over you Where is my son Ho.. hy.. yeah.. What about religion (my son) What about faith (my son) Filled you up too much with my heart (you know it?s over) Where are the patients (my son) Where are the pills, my son Where are the people you know, it?s over Where are the people you know Where are the people Where are the people you know, whoa Where are the people you know |
Who Wrote My Son By Anika Moa?
Anika Rose Moa
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What's The Duration Of The My Son By Anika Moa?The duration of My Son is 5:01 minutes and seconds. |
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