You won't pick me up anymore at my mother's gate
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You will no longer borrow for a Sunday meeting with your friends
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We will no longer sail towards Grandma's sun
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Grandma lives with angels a long time ago
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And she looks downstairs, I talk to her sometimes
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Mmm ...
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Dad, Dad, you're not a dad
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Dad, Daddy, you weren't a dad
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Not once, not twice
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It's me, it's not me
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You won't bring me jellies from abroad anymore
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You won't shame in the store by fucking in the street
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I will not tell you secrets what I have been carrying for a long time
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I will hide a handful of memories somewhere deep
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I remember my mother was throwing grenades
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I was writing something on the walls without knowing what was going on
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I keep pretending that it doesn't bother me anymore
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Mmm ...
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Dad, Dad, you're not a dad
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Dad, Daddy, you weren't a dad
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Not once, not twice
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It's me, it's not me
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Dad, Daddy, I called you
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I always wanted to be next to you
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Just once, at least twice
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It's me, it's me
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It was not me
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I was supposed to build a house myself
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A tree, a garden, and a son to hide
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How would I tell you this
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What I don't want to tell you
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It was not me |