Pearl Jam - Dont Call Me Daughter

Dont Call Me Daughter

Alone...listless...breakfast table in an otherwise empty room
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, its in her head
Painted room...can not deny there is something wrong...
Dont call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept wi will remind me
Dont call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept wi will remind me
Dont call me...
She holds the hand that holds her down
She will...rise above...ooh...oh...
Dont call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept wi will remind me
Dont call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept wi will remind me
Dont call me daughter, not fit to be
The picture kept wi will remind me
Dont call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept wi will remind me
Dont call me daughter, not fit to be
The picture kept wi will remind me
Dont call me...
The shades go down
The shades go down
The shades go, go, go...