| When she was young,
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| She was living the dream,
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| Worries are gone,
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| Nothing was wrong at all or so it seemed,
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| Reality stung,
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| The whiskey bottle was dry,
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| Daddy would scream,
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| Cause he is diseased and haunted all the time,
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| Big girls don’t cry
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| It goes on til something happens,
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| You gotta go and face it today,
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| When you’re gone nothing matters,
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| You gotta stop running away asking «So what do you do?»
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| You gotta break through,
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| Make it on your own,
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| It goes on but I thought you should know,
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| You’re not alone
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| When he was young,
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| He was living the dream,
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| He has it all,
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| Nothing can stop him now or so it seemed,
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| Reality stung,
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| Lost control of the wheel,
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| It all went so fast can’t remember the crash,
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| This all seemed so unreal,
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| Tough guys still try
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| There’s a hand to hold,
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| You’re not alone,
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| This pain gets old like,
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| cracks in stone,
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| Just taking back control,
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| Taking back control
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| It goes on til something happens,
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| You gotta go and face it today |