| Tim he was a good friend
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| Yea was a brother of mine
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| We were imaginary comic book superheroes
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| Kids wasting time
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| We were prisoners of our youth
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| We were growing up strong
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| 'til the day he was taken away
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| For something he did wrong
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| Tim came 'round just the other day
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| And boy he had some stories to tell
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| His mama kept him locked up in a rehab
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| Although the doctors said he was well
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| He said yeah I been through the anger
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| And the hatred towards my mom
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| And I put all that behind me Just tell me what was it like to go to your prom
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| He said thank you mom for fixing
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| My clouded broken mind
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| But excuse me if I seem a little rude
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| While I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime
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| You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude
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| Well growing up these days just ain’t easy
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| And the kids they’re doing the best that they can
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| So mama you better think twice
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| Before you lock your kid up and throw away the key
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| 'cause soon your little boy is gonna be a man
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| He said thank you mom for fixing
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| My clouded broken mind
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| But excuse me if I seem a little rude
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| While I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime
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| You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude
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| Tim left town yesterday
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| He left me with these words
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| He said yeah I know this life’s got a lot to give
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| But my childhood is gone
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| And I’m not afraid of dying
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| I’m gonna grab the world by the horns and learn how to live
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| He said thank you mom for fixing
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| My clouded broken mind
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| But excuse me if I seem a little rude
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| While I was missing my childhood, my brother and my prime
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| You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude |