We're bound to make mistakes.

Mama was the one who taught me how to ride my bike,
and she was the one who taught me how to stand and fight,

mama was there for me, mama was my everything
when my first day of school would start,
Where were you?
And when I first had a broken heart
Where were you?
Those were the times I most needed you,
but thats what got me through

i'm so over you.


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