paroles de chanson Origin - Crying

Setting: house of three
Daughters with a debt for their mothers to collect
So, each toe the line

Oh, when I go home I'm not there, no
Because some time away still won't repair
Wounds that we didn't make, but open

Restlessness becomes
A weapon that hides under my tongue
But by the skin of my teeth

Pity is a demon
Coursing through the night
Every time the door locks thrice

Mothers will expect that their
Daughters won't forget
What they've sacrificed

Leave as a villain or stay behind
To howl as a victim who's "renounced"
Their pride in order to nurture

What I couldn't do
Won't happen to you

Clue: Every battle that presents itself
As new fits on a parallel between
Another child and their tender

Selflessness becomes
A lock and chain that keep her from
Chasing a fantasy

Save her; she's just a baby
Crawling on all fours
Eventually, she'll reach the door