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shame on you that you can't see don't be so arrogant there is no time for you to waste remember me when i was only little standing infront of you and you being oh so bitter about your life about your sorrow about your horror passing it on to me stand

I wrote this song for my father Sometimes I feel he never gave a damn about me Though he raised me like he should Did he understand me? No, no, I don't think so. I wrote this song for my mother She had to leave me, when I was younger She said son, se