Lyrics Call Me - Sylvester

Pearl Jam
Miscellaneous
Don′t Call Me Daughter
Alone... listless... breakfast table in an otherwise empty room
Young girl... violins... center of her own attention
The, mother reads aloud, child, tries to understand it
Tries to make her proud
The shades go down, it's in her head
Painted room... can′t deny there's something wrong...
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don′t call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don′t call me...
She holds the hand that holds her down
She will... rise above... ooh... oh...
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don′t call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to be
The picture kept will remind me
Don′t call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to be
The picture kept will remind me
Don′t call me...
The shades go down
The shades go down
The shades go, go, go...