Laying lost and wounded Just myself to blame Have no life and Being hand-fed pain Head's a crying wasteland Filled with shame Cried for help before and Nobody came His father beats him No hesitation His face left dripping In humiliation As he lies wounded His father turns to clay A frozen statue Can't walk away His head's a crying wasteland Filled with shame Cried for help before and Nobody came To see what I can lose again For being the victim No
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