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When you talk about your home life, 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 fucking chance and go
When you talk about your home life, 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 fucking chance and go
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