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Feelin' alone, kicked out at fifteen Father, ohoh, where am I gonna sleep? I had a home, now hungry, tired, filthy You had a son and walked away from me Met your new wife, start your new life, you got no more time, busy From house to house I sleep on the couch, whoever has room for me? Bein' a man comes with a price tag What happened dad, you walked out, left for dead Negative thoughts became reality Having a child should not be so easy I pay the rent, brothers school payments, your responsibilities I used to be your priority, you got no more time, busy Met your new wife, start your new life, you got no more time for me Don't understand what kind of man abandons his family Well, I'd rather you yell and scream at me Cause I can't handle all this apathy Your life seems good without me You chose your own path, I'm not the one, I'm not your son, at least that's how you make me feel From time to time I use my last dime to see if that you're for real "I'm sorry son, I'm not the one, I've got other mouths to feed" But for myself, forgive you dad, I'll be the man you'll never be Met your new wife, start your new life, you got no more time, busy Don't understand what kind of man abandons his family
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