| 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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| Til 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 at night
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| I couldn't stand to hear the
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| Crying of my mother
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| And I remember when
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| I swore that, that would be the
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| Last they'd see of me
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| And I never went home again
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| They say time is a healer
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| And now my wounds are not the same
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| I rang the 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:
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| You're no son, no son of mine
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| You're no son, no son of mine
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| You walked out, you left us behind
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| And you're no son, 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, no son of mine
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| But where should I go
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| And what should I do
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| You're no son, no son of mine
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| But I came here for help, I came here for you
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| Well the years they passed 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 time is a healer
|
| And now my wounds are not the same
|
| I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
|
| I had to hear what he'd say
|
| He sat me down to talk to me
|
| He looked me straight in the eyes
|
| He said:
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| You're no son, no son of mine
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| You're no son, no son of mine
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| You walked out, you left us behind
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| And you're no son, 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, 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, no son of mine
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| But I came here for help, I came here for you
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| You're no son, no son of mine
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| You're no son
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| You're no son
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| You're no son
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| You're no son
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| No son
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| No son
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| No son
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| You're no son
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| No son
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| No son
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| You're no son of mine |