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Sometimes Mothers Look Like Lambs Being Led To The Slaughter

This song is by Backstabbers Incorporated and appears on the compilation album Bare as Bones (2003).

Someone clean her off; atleast changer her clothes
I can't bring her home like this' in fact I can't bring her home at all
No explanation
I just can't leave her here; my trunk isn't big enough for all of her
Maybe biting off a loved ones tongue in the heat of the moment is excusable, but I can't erase the aftermath
She found cures in her sickness, that's all she wanted
Sometimes that is all that is needed to complete someone
To make them whole
The prom dress is ruined, and there's a crowd of people to thank
Last chance expired, another two blinks was all I remember
Someone believes in intoxication of the goods
So they light their torches and set fire to the accusations
She was so quiet, yet you could still hear her scream for her life
Mouth closed, it was all said in here eyes
She knew it was coming
They all knew

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