Carry The Blame
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What would he look like, who would he talk like, |
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Would he have your eyes ? |
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Would she have your smile, gentle and so kind, |
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Would she tell me lies ? |
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I hide my head in the sand |
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Escape, and wash my hands, but I'm not clean |
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Something screems at me on the day you should have been |
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Are we hopelessly inside ? |
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Relentless we remain. I hear my name |
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Read out to me the day you should have been. |
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Each day I carry the blame. |
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Cover the cost. |
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Of those children whose names, |
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Forever are lost |
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We must be guilty of murder. |
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Measure my words |
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Of babies whose crying |
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Will never be heard. |
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What would he look like, who would he talk like, |
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Would he have your eyes ? |
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Would she have your smile, gentle and so kind, |
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Would she tell me lies ? |
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I'm losing my appetite, I cry through my dreams |
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I can't stop thinking to myself, |
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I wonder what should have been |
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... oh what should have been ? |
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Each day I carry the blame. |
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Cover the cost. |
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Of those children whose names, |
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Forever are lost |
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We must be guilty of murder. |
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Measure my words |
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Of babies whose crying |
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Will never be heard. |

