Speak for yourself.
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My child is gone
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and nothing can gring him back.
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He was the gold in 20
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a good kid in school
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16 just beggining to live
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now he's gone away from here
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He was closer to baing a man than most of us ever get
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Now he's gone away from here
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with his mother I share the tears
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Now all I want are happy endings
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Please, there is nothing left for me to see
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Walk the streets of gold with me
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because now all I want are happy...
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Its not fair what happenned to joe
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He was stronger than I'll ever know
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"He'll get better" I told myself
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the last time that I saw him alive
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Now he's gone away from here
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Halloween will not be the same
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the day that would change his fate
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Now he's gone away from here
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with his loved ones I share the tears
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now the words seem clear
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what the message was
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I cannot give in
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I cannot give up
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now the world sees him
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as a tragic loss
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He did not give in
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He would just keep going on...
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Pennington Street
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