I Feel Like The Mother Of The World

Whether or not there is any type of god 
I’m not supposed to say 
And today 
I don’t really care 
God is a word 
And the argument ends there 
Oh do I feel like the mother of the world 
With two children 
Oh do I feel like the mother of the world 
With two children fighting 
When I was a boy 
I used to get into it bad 
With my sister 
And when the time came to face the truth 
There’d only be tears and sides 
Tears and sides 
And my mother my poor mother 
Would say it does not matter 
It does not matter 
Just stop fighting 
Oh do I feel like the mother of the world 
With two children

Whether or not there is any type of god 
I’m not supposed to say 
And today 
I don’t really care 
God is a word 
And the argument ends there 
Oh do I feel like the mother of the world 
With two children 
Oh do I feel like the mother of the world 
With two children fighting 
When I was a boy 
I used to get into it bad 
With my sister 
And when the time came to face the truth 
There’d only be tears and sides 
Tears and sides 
And my mother my poor mother 
Would say it does not matter 
It does not matter 
Just stop fighting 
Oh do I feel like the mother of the world 
With two children