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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...
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Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:26 AM UTC
Pray You're Not Too Late
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
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Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:26 AM UTC
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