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And on the day my father died |
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No one came to his grave to say goodbye |
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With all the words he could have said, |
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Never once did he make this right |
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He left us here, to drown in a wake of his destruction |
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He is gone and we are to pick up the pieces |
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Well it never really was up to us |
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We never even stood a chance. |
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Now this is where we hardened our hearts |
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Now wake up, lets start it all anew |
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I know you're tired, your reasons for living are getting harder and harder to find |
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Just give us our chance to make this everything we've ever dreamed of |
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Oh god |
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Oh god |
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Oh god |
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This is an uphill battle and I'm losing the stride |
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Is there anyone who sees this? |
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This is an uphill battle and I'm losing the stride |
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Is there anyone who sees this? |
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I know you're tired, your reasons for living are getting harder and harder to find |
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Just give us a chance to make this everything we've ever dreamed of |
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This is an uphill battle and I'm losing the stride |
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Is there anyone who sees this? |
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This is an uphill battle and I'm losing the stride |
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Is there anyone who sees this? |
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And I have had enough |