What can I do
Time takes a bite out of life
I can't do anything
I love going out at night
It's a question,
A question that arises
But yes, but yes, yes
To cook
To be a homemaker
It's a routine
That makes my heart ache
It's a question,
A question that arises
But yes, but yes, yes
Put away your records
Warnings when I leave the house
Play your music
A little less loud
Wax your shoes
Go, sew your buttons
That's what I hear at home
Every Saturday
When everyone is lying
I meet my friend
But one day I'll get stuck
It's a question,
A question that arises
But yes, but yes, yes
But last night I saw my mom crying for teh first time
And suddenly I realized it's because of me
She will never know how much the sight had an effect on me
But I have to change to stop her crying
It's a question,
A question that arises
But yes, but yes, yes
Yes, yes
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