| Feelin’alone, kicked out at fifteen
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| Father, ohoh, where am I gonna sleep?
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| I had a home, now hungry, tired, filthy
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| You had a son and walked away from me Met your new wife, start your new life, you got no more time, busy
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| From house to house I sleep on the couch, whoever has room for me?
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| Bein’a man comes with a price tag
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| What happened dad, you walked out, left for dead
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| Negative thoughts became reality
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| Having a child should not be so easy
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| I pay the rent, brothers school payments, your responsibilities
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| I used to be your priority, you got no more time, busy
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| Met your new wife, start your new life, you got no more time for me Don’t understand what kind of man abandons his family
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| Well, I’d rather you yell and scream at me Cause I can’t handle all this apathy
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| Your life seems good without me You chose your own path, I’m not the one, I’m not your son,
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| at least that’s how you make me feel
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| From time to time I use my last dime to see if that you’re for real
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| «I'm sorry son, I’m not the one, I’ve got other mouths to feed»
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| But for myself, forgive you dad, I’ll be the man you’ll never be Met your new wife, start your new life, you got no more time, busy
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| Don’t understand what kind of man abandons his family |