| Oh dear mother why did you give me a birth
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| I didn’t ask to be born
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| Oh dear father can’t you see what you’ve done
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| I’m not the one you wanted me to become
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| A coward I am and a good-for-nothing
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| Still I can walk over you
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| When my head is down and I’m in distress
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| Moonshine is my gentle mistress
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| A drunkard I am and a yokel, too
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| Still I can walk over you
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| My hand is poor and I have to bluff
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| But cheating to win is not even enough
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| Walking alone, testing the water
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| Hiding skeletons in my closet
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| A coward, a drunkard, a withdrawn, a stranger
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| What the hell
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| I feel no shame
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| What the hell
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| I feel no shame
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| So dear mother why did you give me a birth
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| I didn’t ask to be born
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| So dear father can’t you see what you’ve done
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| I’m not the one you wanted me to become
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| Walking alone, testing the water
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| Hiding skeletons in my closet
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| A coward, a drunkard, a withdrawn, a stranger |