Buckcherry - A Child Called "It" Lyrics

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A Child Called "It"

A Child Called "It" Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For A Child Called "It" By Buckcherry?
Mother I really hate the way your treat me like no other
And I refuse to be your victim! I count the days and nights they are all numbered She takes her time and hurts me like no other Keep it all inside, never see me cry Hoping I find a way out from "The Mother" Please god don't let her destroy my life Mother I really hate the way your treat me like no other And I refuse to be your victim you won't see me cry 'cause I left behind a child called it She makes me stay inside under her cover Takes out her pain on me and not my brothers Keep it all inside never see me cry Hoping I find a way out from "The Mother" One step close and the world is mine Mother I really hate the way your treat me like no other And I refuse to be your victim Mother what have I done to make you upset I'm in trouble And I'm too young to know your weakness you're so sick and you'll never miss a child called it I count my days and nights they are all numbered She takes her time and hurts me like no other Tell me why you were so unkind? You're so sick and you'll never miss a child called it A child called it! |
Who Wrote A Child Called "It" By Buckcherry?
Joshua Todd, Keith Nelson, Keith Edward Nelson
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What's The Duration Of The A Child Called "It" By Buckcherry?The duration of A Child Called "It" is 2:55 minutes and seconds. |
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