Текст песни Daughter, Pearl Jam
Young girl...violins...center of her own attention
The, mother reads aloud, child, tries to understand it
Tries to make her proud
The shades go down, it s in her head
Painted room...can t deny there s something wrong...
Don t call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don t call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don t call me...
She holds the hand that holds her down
She will...rise above...ooh...oh...
Don t call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don t call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don t call me daughter, not fit to be
The picture kept will remind me
Don t call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don t call me daughter, not fit to be
The picture kept will remind me
Don t call me...
The shades go down
The shades go down
The shades go, go, go...