| 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
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| 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
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| 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 |