(Child) Hello father, hello mother;
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there is so much I don't get
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Please don't be mad at me; I will try harder,
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I'll really do the best I can
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(Mother) That's not enough
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You're the cause of my domestic captivity
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(Child) And I will close my eyes and fantasize
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of a world that's not so cold
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(Mother) That's how it will be
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Suffer the causes of my personal misery
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I've sacrificed my beauty,
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my freedom, my dreams,
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the independent me
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(Child) Hello father, hello mother;
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Don't blame me for things I didn't do
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Yes, I will go now and I'll be silent;
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please stop your screaming, and love me
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(Mother) That's all you can see
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Speak of love while you've ruined
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what's meant to be
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(Child) And then I'll close my eyes
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to fantasize of a world
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Where I can be free
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And free to be
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(Contemplative) Sinner or righteous,
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the line is so thin
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Can you condemn it
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Can you be the one to judge it all
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Or accuse yourself if the sentence is your life?
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(Child) Hello father, hello mother;
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forgive me for standing in your way
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I just wanted someone who'd hold me and listen,
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are these illusions, are they
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(Mother) Only fantasies?
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Imagine how my life could have been
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I would still have my beauty,
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my freedom, my dreams,
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the independent me
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(Contemplative) Our course in life is a path we must take alone
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No one can choose what to do,
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only you, so the sins we commit are the struggles within
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There is no judge to decide what is right, what is wrong
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Tell me, can you live in freedom
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knowing that your choice hurt someone
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(Father) Once we had a life and now we have you
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The saviour of love is a catastrophe
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I'll leave you both if I must give up my dreams
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My chances aren't here with you
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I won't be chained because of this
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The sins of all, the sinner in me
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I follow my dreams, you call it blasphemy
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If my ideals are sins
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To me they are the strength within
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Then I shall stay a sinner
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(Child) I can be free
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And free to be
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(Contemplative) Sinner or righteous,
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the line is so thin
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Can you condemn it
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Can you be the one to judge it all
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Or accuse yourself if the sentence is your life?
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Sins Of Idealism
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After Forever |