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Well the key to my survival |
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Was never in much doubt |
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The question was how I could keep sane? |
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Trying to find a way out |
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Things were never easy for me |
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Peace of mind was hard to find |
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And I needed a place where I could hide |
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Somewhere I could call mine |
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I didn't think much about it |
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Till it started happening all the time |
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Soon I was living with the fear everyday |
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Of what might happen that night? |
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I couldn't stand to hear the crying of my mother |
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And I remember when I swore that |
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That would be the last they'd see of me |
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And I never went home again |
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They say that time is a healer |
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And now my wounds are not the same |
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I rang a bell with my heart in my mouth |
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I had to hear what he'd say |
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He sat me down to talk to me |
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He looked me straight in the eyes |
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He said, "You're no son, you're no son of mine |
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You're no son, you're no son of mine |
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You walked out, you left us behind |
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And you're no son, you're no son of mine" |
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Oh, his words how they hurt me, I'll never forget it |
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And as the time it went by, I lived to regret it |
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You're no son, you're no son of mine |
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But where should I go? And what should I do? |
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You're no son, you're no son of mine |
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But I came here for help, oh I came here for you |
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Well the years they passed so slowly |
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I thought about him everyday |
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What would I do if we passed on the street |
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Would I keep running away? |
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In and out of hiding places |
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Soon I'd have to face the facts |
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We'd have to sit down and talk it over |
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And that would mean going back |
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They say that time is a healer |
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And now my wounds are not the same |
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But I rang that bell with my heart in my mouth |
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I had to hear what he'd say |
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He sat me down to talk to me |
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He looked me straight in the eyes |
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He said, "You're no son, you're no son of mine |
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You're no son, you're no son of mine |
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You walked out, you left us behind |
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And you're no son, you're no son of mine" |
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Oh, his words how they hurt me, I'll never forget it |
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And as the time it went by, I lived to regret it |
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You're no son, you're no son of mine |
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But where should I go? And what should I do? |
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You're no son, you're no son of mine |
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But I came here for help, oh I was looking for you |
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You're no son, you're no son of mine, oh |
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You're no son, ha yeah, ha yeah, ha yeah |
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You're no son, you're no son of mine, oh, oh |
