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How to Dress Well

When I Was In Trouble

You were there for me when I was in trouble

You could understand for me that life was a struggle

You held my soul in some machine like -- supposed to do

And now the ground beneath your hair's nothing I'd hope to choose

Dear mama, did you try to tell me everything was gonna be safe

Dear mama, did you tell me everything was gonna be right

And now I got these visions of you waiting outside