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by fifteen Your daddy beat you up Your daddy beat you down Your daddy put your mama in the hospital Your daddy left town...he broke your heart Your mama drank too much Your mama hit you in the face You had to make excuses for the bruises to all your friends You had to live in disgrace...She broke your heart Daddy came in your room at night He took whatever he want Your daddy was your first time And your mama never tried to stop him...they broke your heart My mama beat me up My mama beat me down My brother raped my sister My family threw me out... they broke my heart America is the place where the kids got broken hearts America is the place where the kids got twisted minds bent on self destruction America is the place where the kids got their wills broken into and broken in two America is the place where the kids got broken hearts And the adults say hish, keep it down now, voices carry They say, don't tell anyone, don't tell em anything Don't tell 'em what went on, don't tell 'em what really happened Don't tell anyone, don't tell 'em anything They won't believe you cuz it's all your fault Hush I made a bag out of a piece of cloth I made a wish and I wrote it down on a piece of paper I put th epaper in the bag and I wished with all my heart I said, please please deliver me; low and behold it became reality So I can say today I refuse to believe that god created me to be tortured I refuse to believe the earth created me to be abandoned I refuse to believe that god created me to be neglected I refuse to believe the Earth created me to be abused I picked up the pieces of my broken heart off of the dirty boulevard I found a punk rock kid who had a needle and some leather string I made a wish and I said it, again and again I took the needle and threaded it I sewed my broken heart back together again I got family now, sew my broken heart back together again I got a wife I love, sew my broken heart back together again I got two daughters I love, sew my broken heart back together again I got a family now Who ever you are, whatever you do, where ever you are you don't deserve Abuse Hush
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proof that if it was not already before, television truly is a vast wasteland
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what's it to you?
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