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When you talk about your homelife I try to identify With my own memories Childhood life was such a breeze But now i`m slipping away From the boy my mother made I`m growing on, but i hold on To the days that made me fell so Powerless and ignorant Without a cent, without the sense to know That one day i would have to try To survive and go
First time you gotta leave your home Second time you live alone Third time you just don`t know Fourth time you gotta pack your life and go
On the day my father died I was too naive to cry Inside i was so unclear I always thought he`s reappear But now i`m slipping away From the lost child he made I`m growing but i hold on To his name and to the days of Innocence and selfishness I find these things impossible to shake But i won`t break, until i take Take a fuckingg chance and go