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Moody Blues
JM and I got in an argument. He's frustrated.
Everyone thinks I have it made, I can live here and save my money, as if the money will make up for my life that is slipping me by. Its Saturday night and I'm home again, alone, yes with my son. But a woman can't live for her son.
I feel so trapped. So alone. I'm so sad.
Everyone thinks I have it made, I can live here and save my money, as if the money will make up for my life that is slipping me by. Its Saturday night and I'm home again, alone, yes with my son. But a woman can't live for her son.
I feel so trapped. So alone. I'm so sad.