Father, do you love me, do you think that I`m any good?
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and mother, you would have been there, if you only could.
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and brother, we used to be so close, now we`re so far apart...
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and sister there will always be a place for you in my heart
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jesus, god, are you there?
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I get the feeling, you don`t care.
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there`s a pain deep inside, I can run, but you know I can`t hide.
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The house is a mess, I believe I'll go outside for a while
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you need a license to drive, but nothing to raise a child
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and your alcoholism and fear run deep in my blood
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and the welfare lines are always longer at the first of the month
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jesus, god, are you there?
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I get the feeling, you don`t care.
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there`s a pain deep inside, I can run, but you know I can`t hide.
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social worker came to take us for a ride
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my self esteem was low, but I held my head up high ...
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and that was the only time, I saw my dear grandmother cry...
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'cause i'm white trash and I was born that way, and that`s how I`m gonna die.
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jesus, god, are you there?
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I get the feeling, you don`t care.
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there`s a pain deep inside, I can run, but you know I can`t hide.
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Can't Hide
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| Social Distortion |
