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Jan 2013
When debt's piled up to a roof
That you can't call your own
Your friends have borders you can't cross
Stuck in a state that's all your own
When lonely can't describe how you feel
Holding tight onto your phone
Cause others could have been through worse
More horrible than you know
They say, "Come now, son,
Take my hand
We'll lead you through the dark
And a path that you can't stand
Hoping to eventually find the way
But you know they don't know the way

There's volumes stuck inside your head
On what you should have done
And memories inside you of
The races you should have won
You stayed a hindrance to your family
When you know you should have run
You held that hand wiping tears
When it should have held a gun
They say, "Come now, son,
It's a bright new day."
But "Why wake up?"
Is all you can say
Hoping life could just go away
But you know it just won't go away

Chorus:
So, please, let me go
I will understand
If you don't cry for me
Cause the path was hard
The trek was long
And I'm begging you
Hear this song
And don't forget me
And don't cry for me

When you could write a book about
The things this song relates
And every word and every line
Come barrelled up with hate
And you feel the only things to blame
Are yourself mixed with some fate
And just pray that this will end soon
And pray you're not too late
They say, "Come now, son,
We can't bury you
We'll hold you up
We'll carry you."
But you won't go that way
You know that's not the way

Chorus

And don't cry for me...
Andrew Davis
Written by
Andrew Davis  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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