Dad, your boy is about to fall.
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He walks the razor's edge.
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He's on the brink of fading out.
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He's at his bitter end.
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Dad, your boy who used to run, you taught him how to crawl.
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He left home to find his own, now all he had is gone.
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In your eyes I see a darkness that torments you
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and in your head where it dwells.
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I'd give you my hand if you'd reach out and grab it.
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Let's walk away from this hell.
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Mom, your baby is on his way.
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He'll soon be at your side.
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Cause he's forgotten all he's known.
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A part of him has died.
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Mom may never understand why baby's come and gone.
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He left home to find his own, now all he has are lies.
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Into The Dark
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| Juliana Theory |
