Sticky - TEEN

It’s a sticky situation

Giving life to what’s not supposed to be yours

Facing a new generation

It’s the state of things not just another chore

My, what little feet, what little hands

But little is all there will be

When you’re too afraid to take a stand

Sticky situation

Ha ha ha

Sticky situation

Reality strikes

Have to do what’s right

I am aware of how your breath

It would feel on my neck

Blue eyes would they be blue eyes?

Staring right into my heart

This must be where the aching starts

Sticky situation

Ha ha ha

Sticky situation

We’ve all been warned

From such a young age

That the day would come

We’d feel like rats in a cage

Although I’ve been warned

Is it alright

That I barely even lasted

Through the eve of one night

Am I passing up the chance

(To be a mother at a young age)

Am I passing up the chance

(To be a mother at a young age)

Am I passing up the chance

(Is this my only moment)

Am I passing up the chance

(To be a mother at a young age)

Never passing torment

I can hear your cry

Even though you are no longer inside

Blue eyes, yes they were blue eyes

An I will never know them now

Am I passing up the chance

(To be a mother at a young age)

Am I passing up the chance

(To be a mother at a young age)

Am I passing up the chance

(Is this my only moment)

Am I passing up the chance

(To be a mother at a young age)

Am I passing up the chance

(To be a mother at a young age)

Am I passing up the chance

(To be a mother at a young age)

Am I passing up the chance

(Is this my only moment)

Am I passing up the chance

(To be a mother at a young age)