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The street lights blow out
One by One
My life will be over when they're done
I've been through things
No kid should have to go through
I have to worry about things
No kid should worry about
My childhood was ruined
No friends when I moved
Later on I tried to kill myself
My mother wasn't much help
I just want to see the neon lights again
I want to be in my dad's arms one last time
But that would be hard when he's a pile of ashes