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You lift your skinny fists up in the sky |
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Pack a change of clothes and left in the middle of july 2005 |
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When the glass it hit the wall, the mother cried and the cops were called |
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The day, you said, goodbye |
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Your father left his work by 1 or 2 |
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To a crying telephone, his wife was on the other side of you |
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Really did it this time, the lord looks down and begins to cry |
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They day, you said, goodbye |
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And i know, you've been abandoned |
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Dont abandon ship on me |
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Just know, like winter white snow |
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You've been forgiven, come back to me |
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I know right now |
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That dont mean anything |
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Your skinny legs bounced up into the sky |
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I tried to tell you to be careful not to jump that high |
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With your fingers crossed you fall, against the ground i saw it all |
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The day, you tried, to fly |
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When the red and blue lights made the scene |
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Your eyes were glazed and honestly can you remember anything |
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When the others ran away, I prayed to god they wouldn't stay |
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But sometimes he doesnt listen |
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From a father, to his daughter |
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My prodigal child, come back to me |
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From sinner, to his maker |
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Your prodigal son, is on his knees |
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Sweet god, please hold on to me |
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Sweet god, hold her please, oh please |
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The day, she tried, to fly |
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Hold me, the day i try to fly |
