| Please forgive, for they know not what they’ve done
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| And if they did, they’de surely resurrect their trust
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| Promises were made to break and the family kept its end
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| And now your answer, my friend,
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| Is blowing in one head and out the other
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| But you will find yourself
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| You will recognize and realize
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| Even when you can’t forget
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| The times they tried you, things denied you, inside the big nameless house
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| From which everyone moves away, everyone moves away
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| Growing up in severed states of mind
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| Can cause you to to blind more than twice
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| And now we’re hurt by the words we’ve never said
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| The wounds you never bled
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| Just aggravate your head until they’ve gone
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| But you will like yourself
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| You will verify and vocalize
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| Even when you can’t forget
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| That when you stayed you, they betrayed you, inside the big nameless house
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| From which everyone moves away, everyone moves away
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| Try to wipe away the traces of people, places, childhood spaces
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| Etched upon your memory, like the way that we were raised
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| In our backyard we were left no time to think
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| The blood that turned to ink splelled neglect
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| Now there’s no sun and the grass is overgrown
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| The sacred seed they’ve sown is utterly alone and scared to death
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| But you will free yourself |