| Hey mother, why don’t you tell the truth
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| Your sugar coated cande is turning black and blue
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| The silver linings faded, why don’t you feel the rain
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| When it’s coming down all around you turn and walk away
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| The sun don’t shine when it’s time for violence and blame
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| Hey father, why don’t you sayt a word
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| The silence isn’t fair when I’m trying to be heard
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| You listened to me screaming and said I’d have to pay
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| The price if I should tell a soul what you did to me
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| The sun don’t shine when it’s time for violence in blame
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| Your violence in blame
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| Time changes and I’m on my own
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| I’ve learned to hide the feelings I face when I’m alone
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| Still fighting for the reasons, I keep them locked away
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| But every time I look inside, these skeletons escape
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| The sun don’t shine when it’s time for violence in blame
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| Your violence in blame
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| Where were you, too late for you now
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| The ties have all but faded, the flowers wilt away
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| And all is said forgiven for your violence in blame |