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A mother's love, close enough to touch |
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A false front was all it was |
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A passion so fake, controlled by the play |
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On the darkest of days, the daughter was sold away |
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A warm heart numb to the pain |
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The hopeless tears fall from her face |
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Forgotten soul born in a grave |
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Fifteen years locked in a cage |
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Our daughters are too scared to stop them |
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Our sons, what have we taught them? |
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Have we really strayed this far from love? |
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Her body enslaved into sin and under age |
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She hopes and she prays for someone to take her away |
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Holding her breath waiting to drown |
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She's in over her head |
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The world is spinning while she's missing from it |
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A warm heart numb to the pain |
[02:05.59] |
The hopeless tears fall from her face |
[02:09.65] |
Forgotten soul born in a grave |
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Fifteen years locked in a cage |
[02:17.17] |
Our daughters are too scared to stop them |
[02:21.38] |
Our sons, what have we taught them? |
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Have we really strayed this far from love? |
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No one to even say goodbye |
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She sees no value in her life |
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This is not the rise and the fall of the tide |
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A pain in the chest and two watering eyes |
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Have we really strayed this far from love? |
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