| My mama told me I should beware:
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| «I'll tell you a story about mean
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| people, who take use of innocent girls
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| don’t mean to scare you, but be careful»
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| «Maybe think twice before you walk alone,
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| call somebody to take you home»
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| «Look over your shoulder when you go that way,
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| this world might take you to a bad bad place»
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| Remember you told me things your mama said?
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| She never gave you enough affection
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| Let you run around, she didn’t know you’re bound to feel alone
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| And such neglection
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| You may feel the need to fix the past through me
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| And show over lovingness
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| Fear you feed me pushes me further
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| A world full of bad I can’t take much longer
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| «Hold tight, you’ll see I’m right
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| I don’t tell you nothing just to mess with your mind»
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| «Don't be cold and act like you know
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| Some things my child, make us all feel small»
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| Remember you told me I should watch out?
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| «You see not all will have good intentions…»
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| «So keep your eyes stretched, and sharp your senses»
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| «I'm terrified that you’ll lose direction»
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| «Hold tight, you’ll see I’m right
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| I don’t tell you nothing just to mess with your mind»
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| «Don't be cold and act like you know
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| Some things my child, make us all feel small»
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| Take this mark back to where it came from
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| Leave me out, this is not mine
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| To carry with me through my life
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| Hope these scars can heal with time
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| «Hold tight, you’ll see I’m right
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| I don’t tell you nothing just to mess with your mind»
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| «Don't be cold and act like you know
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| Some things my child, make us all feel small»
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| But I’ll hold tight, and hope I’m right
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| I’ll see the good when I lose my sight
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| I’ll play right, and follow my light
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| I’ll scream what I need with my silent sound. |