| Well the key to my survival
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| was never in much doubt
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| the question was how I could keep saying
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| trying to find a way out
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| Things were never easy for me
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| peace of mind was hard to find
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| and I needed a place, where I could hide
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| somewhere, I could call mine
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| I didn’t think much about it
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| 'til it started happening all the time
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| soon I was living with the fear everyday
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| of what might happen that night
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| I couldn’t stand to hear the
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| crying of my mother and I remember when
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| i swore that,
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| that would be the
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| Last they’d see of me
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| And I never went home again
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| they say that time is a healer
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| and now my wounds are not the same
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| I rang that bell with my heart in my mouth
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| I had to hear what he’d say
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| He sat me down to talk to me
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| he looked me straight in the eyes
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| he said:
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| You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
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| No you’re no son, you’re no son of mine
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| You ou walked out, you left us behind
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| and you’re no son, no son of mine
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| oh, his words how they hurt me, I’ll never forget it
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| and as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it
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| You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
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| but where should I go,
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| and what should I do
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| you’re no son, you’re no son of mine
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| but I came here for help, oh I came here for you
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| Well the years they passed so slowly
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| I thought about him everyday
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| what would I do, if we passed on the street
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| would I keep running away
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| in and out of hiding places
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| soon I’d have to face the facts
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| we’d have to sit, down and talk it over
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| and that would mean going back
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| they say that time is a healer
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| and now my wounds are not the same
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| I rang that bell with my heart in my mouth
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| I had to hear what he’d say
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| He sat me down to talk to me
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| he looked me straight in the eyes
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| he said:
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| You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
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| You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
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| When you walked out, you left us behind
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| and you’re no son, you’re no son of mine
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| oh, his words how they hurt me, I’ll never forget it
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| and as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it
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| You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
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| But where should I go and what should I do
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| You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
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| But I came here for help, oh I was looking for you
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| You’re no son, you’re no son of mine — oh
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| You’re no son — hi yeah, hi yeah, hi yeah, hi yeah
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| You’re no son, you’re no son of mine — oh-oh, oh-oh… (fades out) |