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Senses Fail - Family Tradition Senses Fail - Family Tradition |
*** Autor textu: Buddy | I tried to be the one that everybody loved
Where has that gotten me?
I tear myself to shreds to prove that i'm someone
That I could never be
Now these unsightly marks define me?
So help me, please someone come quick
I think I am losing it
Forgive me, I inherited this
From a stranger i'll never miss. . .
I'm sick.
My father taught me first hand how to be set free
Give up and runaway
I wish I could drain out his half of blood in me
But i'd still have his face
I curse reflections, everyday
So help me, please someone come quick
I think I am losing it
Forgive me, I inherited this
From a stranger i'll never miss. . .
Here is my own family tradition
Following footsteps into addiction
So is there away that i can find peace
While still numbing my pain
Is this my fate?
Cause your only son still can't seem to find his way
So help me, please someone come quick
I think I am losing it
Forgive me, I inherited this
From a stranger i'll never miss.
So father where the hell are you now?
I think that you would be proud
Your whos so unluckly
Fell right next to the tree
I hope your proud of me,
I hope you're proud. |
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