I had a dream last night, I remember I had a daughter
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But I was scared to leave you alone all day with her
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I know what you're thinking, it's a bit too harsh to come from me
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How could anyone have that problem with someone like you
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I'm sorry did you think I liked you?
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How are you feeling?
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Does it make your spine curl up with shame
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To think that we thought of you as a person not to blame
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But now it's plain to see all those fists you gave behind closed doors
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We're no longer private secrets, when you boasted of your thoughts
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Was she thankful for that day?
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He was being cruel to be unkind
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Now the stains have washed away, he's got nothing bad left to say
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That doesn't mean that I would like him now
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He'd be stupid to think he'd get away with what had scarred someone so deep inside
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So nobody's caring
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So when was the last time that affected him
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He hasn't got a constructive thought inside his head
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But still he keeps on digging, but the only way he's digging is down
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So now are you happy in your new foxhole?
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Are you thankful for this day?
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He was being cruel to be unkind
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Now the stains have washed away, he's got nothing bad left to say
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That doesn't mean that I would like him now
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He'd be stupid to think he'd get away with what had scarred someone so deep inside
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Did you think you were safe dug in your new foxhole?
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I'll be thankful for that day
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We never imagined he could be that way
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Our first impressions had no trace
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He was being cruel to be unkind
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He never thought that he would look behind
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Now the stains are here to stay
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They're never gonna be washed away
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'Cause he was being cruel to be unkind
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Did you think you were safe dug in your new foxhole?
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I'll be thankful for that day
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We never imagined he could be that way
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Our first impressions had no trace
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This is just a feeling, correct me if I'm wrong
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But did he have to walk away from the crimes that stained him?
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Now he'll have to wait, like on an empty station
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Maybe change his name or find a new vocation
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So nobody's caring, when was the last time that affected him?
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He hasn't got a constructive thought inside his head
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But still he keeps on digging, he says he's sorry, it'll never happen again
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Are you happy stuck indside your old foxhole
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Are you happy in your old foxhole?
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Are you happy in your old style mould?
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Are you happy in your new foxhole?
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