we fight all day we fight all night
it never seems to end or stop
it seems like we have lost all sight
the neighbors even call a cop
and pretty soon we've seen the light
(corny and kinda sweatdrop weird but it describes the relationship I have w/ my mom hopefully things will change; wouldn't count on it though redface )
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