Why should I have to be in a world not meant for me
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Screams a frightened boy he never gets a break
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But pays for his mistakes, can`t face another day
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And all the tears he swallows when he knows no one is there
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Watching in despair he`s tired of having to be
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Terrified, the fighting and sadness
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Terrified, hating the madness
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Walking the streets alone, thousand miles from home
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Hunger every night, razor in his hand
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Not afraid to take a stand, sees no hope in sight
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And all the tears he swallows when he knows no one is there
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Watching in despair he`s tired of having to be
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Terrified, the fighting and sadness
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Terrified, hating the madness
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And all the tears he swallows when he knows no one is there
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Watching in despair he`s tired of having to be
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Terrified, the fighting and sadness
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Terrified, hating the madness
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Terrified
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| Thunderhead |
