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Regrets

My mother always told me, “Son, watch out”, but I never heard her

Probably because it was always fun, so I’d continue

She was wrong; from the truth she couldn’t be further

But it was wisdom, which triumphed in this venue

“The streets are red from all this murder

There is no hiding, they will always get you”

She wanted to move, you know, so we’d be further

But when you’re broke, you can’t change your venue

So there we stayed, to deal with murder

Momma don’t cry, please, don’t let it get you

But still she wept, at night I heard her

No matter what I said, she would still continue

“Watch out my son, those streets are filled with murder

It would break my heart, so don’t let them get you”

But still I went, because I never heard her

I’m much too stubborn, and for this I will continue

On my path because my destination’s further

It’s because of this I will change my venue

She was always on my mind, so still I heard her

Telling me to be careful, but I can’t help it, I must continue

On my path, because I must get further

Away from that place, I need to change my venue

Because those wicked streets are filled with murder

And my mother told me, “Please don’t let them get you”

As I travel this road, I know it can’t be much further

I may finally experience a change of venue

And at long last, be rid of that plague-like murder

Momma this place is safe, so I must get you

But she wasn’t home, I hope nobody hurt her

So on my path back home I must continue

Back to those streets, paved red with murder

Momma, please, I hope they didn’t get you

“My son, watch out!” You know, I swear I heard her

It’s that part, that makes it hard to continue

Because I came back, I was never much further

So they stand in black, as they change my venue

So now there is no story to continue, please, give thanks to all this murder

Into the earth I go further, I don’t like this change of venue

“Son, watch out, don’t let them get you” I only wish that I’d have heard her
 
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Regrets

My mother always told me, “Son, watch out”, but I never heard her

Probably because it was always fun, so I’d continue

She was wrong; from the truth she couldn’t be further

But it was wisdom, which triumphed in this venue

“The streets are red from all this murder

There is no hiding, they will always get you”

She wanted to move, you know, so we’d be further

But when you’re broke, you can’t change your venue

So there we stayed, to deal with murder

Momma don’t cry, please, don’t let it get you

But still she wept, at night I heard her

No matter what I said, she would still continue

“Watch out my son, those streets are filled with murder

It would break my heart, so don’t let them get you”

But still I went, because I never heard her

I’m much too stubborn, and for this I will continue

On my path because my destination’s further

It’s because of this I will change my venue

She was always on my mind, so still I heard her

Telling me to be careful, but I can’t help it, I must continue

On my path, because I must get further

Away from that place, I need to change my venue

Because those wicked streets are filled with murder

And my mother told me, “Please don’t let them get you”

As I travel this road, I know it can’t be much further

I may finally experience a change of venue

And at long last, be rid of that plague-like murder

Momma this place is safe, so I must get you

But she wasn’t home, I hope nobody hurt her

So on my path back home I must continue

Back to those streets, paved red with murder

Momma, please, I hope they didn’t get you

“My son, watch out!” You know, I swear I heard her

It’s that part, that makes it hard to continue

Because I came back, I was never much further

So they stand in black, as they change my venue

So now there is no story to continue, please, give thanks to all this murder

Into the earth I go further, I don’t like this change of venue

“Son, watch out, don’t let them get you” I only wish that I’d have heard her
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