Passing Out Pieces

Watching my life, passing right in front of my eyes
Hell of a story, oh is it boring?
Can't claim to care
Never been reluctant to share

Passing out pieces of me
Don't you know nothing comes free?

What mom don't know has taken its toll on me

It's all I've seen that can't be wiped clean
It's hard to believe what it's made of me

Passing my life, living it out in her sight
Listening closely, hearing her mostly
Can't shake concern
Seems that every time that I turn

I'm passing out pieces of me
Don't you know nothing comes free?

What mom don't know has taken its toll on me

It's all I've seen that can't be wiped clean
It's hard to believe what it's made of me
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Macbriare Demarco
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