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Keep your chest close and hollow the beating give new ways to rest to your father who needs his rest |
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let him sing and dance through your vocals chords let him to his own two step give him what robbed him when a child was born |
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childhood swing set torn and replaced with cedar chip mats that allow for abusing ways kids can act |
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scraped up and beaten threads inside the wounds that mean more when victory she comes along feel less when you have won |
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chains that effect more than what was bargained for she is now scared to death to be alone pushed into this bleak acceptance |
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these are her child's eyes gathering spirits to wait for his funeral not worthy of the name he calls his wife |
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so walk on you never let them see your face |
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no longer will I hold the breath of disgrace |
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we'll shake off the fear like an afternoon rain |
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with grey skies we'll stand daddy give me your hand |
