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The road from rebellion

I used to be a rebel
so long ago I can't remember

I used to scream and shout
drag my feet and throw a fit

I used to be alive
I didn't pretend, didn't hide

I lost my daddy, I lost my home
What's going on, it doesn't matter
Better behave or he'll just get sadder

Three years old and I couldn't feel worse
Better not say if I'd like to stay

What did I do, what did I say
Everyone's sad and it's all because of me

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