Mother

I’ll be fine, it’s just borderline

Boring with you all the time

You never were this way

So thank God it’s Friday

I’m sorry, deep down truly

But you make me so moody

Damn that cliché

But thank God it’s Friday

But yeah, in a way, everything changes

Maybe for the better, changes take ages

I'll run through the rain in the town I was born

I need to get back to where I started

Mother

Don’t feel myself, mother

Mother

Don’t feel myself

You tell me and I don’t care

Over-thinking what’s not there

I’ll annoy myself and that’s the way it is sometimes

But it’s comfy on this shelf

Yeah, in a way, everything changes

Maybe for the better, changes take ages

I'll run through the rain in the town I was born

I need to get back to where I started

Mother

Don’t feel myself, mother

Mother

Don’t feel myself

Hey, mother

Don’t feel myself, mother

Mother

Don’t feel myself

(Oohh, ooh ooh ooh)

Feel myself, mother

(Oohh, ooh ooh ooh)