| New blood joins this earth |
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and quickly he's sub-dued. |
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Through constant pain disgrace, |
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the young boy learns their rules. |
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With time the child draws in |
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this whipping boy done wrong. |
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Deprived of all his thoughts, |
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the young man struggles on and on. He knows, |
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his will they'll take a - way. |
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What I've felt, what I've known |
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never shined through in what I've shown. |
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Won't see what might have been. |
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What I've felt, what I've known, |
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never shined through in what I've shown. |
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They dedicate their lives |
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He tries to please them all, |
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Throughout the life the same, |
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This fight he cannot win. |
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A tired man they see no longer cares. |
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The old man then prepares to die regretfully |
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What I've felt, what I've known |
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never shined through in what I've shown. |
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Won't see what might have been. |
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What I've felt, what I've known, |
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never shined through in what I've shown. |
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