Mothers - Elke

If mankind was endless stacked webs, us all being separate strings

Let’s say I were to break, would I even shake the damn thing?

But my love grows without a doubt a giant spitball in the oyster’s mouth

My will of life and that’s enough, and that’s enough

Mothers telling daughters to be mothers, telling daughters

If mankind was endless stacked webs, us all being separate strings

Let’s say I were to break, would I even shake the damn thing?

If mankind was endless stacked webs, us all being separate strings

Let’s say I were to break, would I even shake the damn thing?

Mothers telling daughters to be mothers, telling daughters

To be Mothers telling daughters to be mothers, telling daughters

To be

If mankind was endless stacked webs, us all being separate strings

Let’s say I were to break, would I even shake the damn thing?

If mankind was endless stacked webs, us all being separate strings

Let’s say I were to break, would I even shake the damn thing?