Mom and Dad parted ways we were young and got good grades and trees in yards meant to climb we left home but never looked behind To feel alone We feel alone You and I parted ways I don't think I'll ever see your face (hmmmm....mmm) We latch on to our hides meant to hold but we get torn apart To feel alone to feel alone we feel alone to feel alone we feel alone
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