where i come from
is a past i can't see
blood in my eyes
from a young boy saving me
i can remeber being 6
thinking my life was so great
all until that summer
when my best freind was raped
her soul taken away
cause he killed her too
he has life in jail
but to me, that just wont do
a hole in my heart
that i fill with friends
cause no family behind me
wanting to hold my hand
helping me survive another damn day
as i pray and hope my pian goes away
see i wont cry
i'll crawl in myself and hide
cause i know if i wait
someone will be there to stand by myside
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