Day he died
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dear son, daddy's never coming back home
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he's passed on, claim him as one of your own
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my mind's numb, nothing has been clearer than this
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they found him on the rug at the golden gate inn
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and i know, papa never intended for this
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to drag me, down into this bottomless pit
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i've been given just about all i can chew
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i think back on love's empty truth,
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and i feel like the day he died
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i feel like the day he died
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walked in, cops talking standing around
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i kneeled down, his body lying there on the ground
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i begged please please let me get a minute with him
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and they said, don't touch anything kid
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it smelt like life just exit the room
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I cried to the shell of a man I once knew
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my head's spinning way, out of control
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i can't believe its been three long, years ago
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and i feel like the day he died
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i feel like the day he died
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-solo-
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and i feel like the day he died
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i feel like the day
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and i feel like the day he died
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i feel like the day
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dear son, daddy's never coming back home
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i've gone wrong, wish i had the strength to live on
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i cant breathe, is there any air left in here
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i can't believe, everything i hold disappears
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it's gone on, time and time again i'm alone
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and dear son, daddys never coming back home
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and i feel like the day he died
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and i feel like the day he died
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and i feel like the day he died
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Day He Died
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| Life Of Agony |
