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You're feeling older |
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then ever before |
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and apple-pie order |
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exists no more |
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But he's sending you to school |
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following a common rule |
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frightened by the implications |
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follow by indication |
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Voices whisper inside your head |
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no one will believe |
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'cause he's your dad |
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And at night |
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he came and tried |
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to take your light |
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And at night |
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he came and tried |
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to take your light |
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You were not even 15 |
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Weaping lonesome |
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there's no one to tell |
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that he came |
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and broke the shell |
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Bodies land covered with lava |
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makes you feel |
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like a cadavre |
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wish to touch the sky |
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only once before you die |
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Voices whisper inside your head |
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no one will believe |
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'cause he's your dad |
