| How do I know this
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| Where did it come from
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| Can’t even pinpoint when the pain begun
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| Could be the middle years of formative ones
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| Such unlucky daughters and sons
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| Repeat offenders no education
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| Not on they own accord better the mentors
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| Mentor out of nothing top of mentor can’t mentor
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| That’s for sure.
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| From sad beginnings to stale endings and no Chances afforded them stuck in a life of sin.
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| And forgotten forgotten now they’re fed up Forgotten forgotten gettin’fucked up On anything and everything
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| To make the pain go away
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| Just make the pain go away
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| Hey
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| You’re stuck and you’re drowning no one to save you
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| Your life is forgotten and things will stay the same.
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| All talk and no action is the name of the game.
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| And here comes more rain.
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| So how could we do this? |
| Who would approve this?
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| You tell some people that their life is useless.
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| I want to help them protect the little ones,
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| Such unfortunate daughters and sons.
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| Want to take it all the way.
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| All the suffering all the pain
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| Clear the skies and make the rains go away oh They don’t care if you remain
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| Another venture another gain
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| Lock you up and throw the keys away.
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| Forgotten forgotten now you’re fed up Forgotten forgotten getting fucked up On anything and everything
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| To make the pain go away
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| Just make the pain go away
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| Forgotten forgotten now you’re fed up Forgotten forgotten getting fucked up Cause the ones with the power they don’t care if you remain.
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| Close their eyes to your pain.
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| What a shame. |