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Correct Little People Lyrics
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Envision a prison of age Where the apparent disposition is out of apparent commision to live in a cage To it's a appearance where decisions are made To not listen, and they got their fist in opposion to fair play Must be in your soliction of rage You became a victim the same way The system that gave way Inflictin the same pain You convicted and can't blame Recondition your brain till you convince you can't change Understand and be wishin Family tradition wont end you in a position where you feel in the rein Lonely without a home, cause now your childs lone Wearin a milestone like it's " ? " Cryin we all alone Hopin that god forgives you Wonderin if you get too No one should have to live through The violence that you been through The fight that's still within you Its time to make things right and free the child that lives within you *Chorus* Hear me See me Do you even know I'm still breathing? I listen to the sounds of the tv The only thing that really wants to reach me Daddy listen Mommy please There must be a better way to raise me I yell untill my ears can't heare me Into a silence that kills me There billy stands at twenty below Grippin his coat that froze two hours ago " ? " 7 year olds waitin Takes another look at a picture that lost time painted Put it away I can't look at it The truth stings a little when you look at it We creatin a mold of bad habits When the teacher got eleven year olds that blast at em And the world tunes in just then Listenin to every word that he shoulda heard at age ten That he wonders where it all began He could call you a father But couldn't really ever call you a friend You work hard to provide a home for good livin And you figured that's all you really had to give em now If you don't know much know this All work no play "?" no miss *Chorus* Hear me See me Do you even know I'm still breathing? I listen to the sounds of the tv The only thing that really wants to reach me Daddy listen Mommy please There must be a better way to raise me I yell untill my ears can't heare me Into a silence that kills It was once said that the grass with wither and the flowers will fall down And every man must pass when his number gets called But when a child takes his life that type of logic don't work out A flower never told to pluck it's own petals out And throughout all the tears It gets so clear That the son I held dear I lost somewhere Between my work passion and a childs size casket Its hard to grasp when these dreams keep flashin His cold foot hanging from a stainless steel table And a white sheet stained with a mothers pain and grief And every day I wipe the faces filling the pain So another scape goat that's just filling the blame What kind of man am i? What kind of mother were you? What kind of life did we subject a child too? Wishin I woulda listened Couldve probably seen whose prayin for salvation that a soul could sure use *Chorus* Hear me See me Do you even know I'm still breathing? I listen to the sounds of the tv The only thing that really wants to reach me Daddy listen Mommy please There must be a better way to raise me I yell untill my ears can't heare me Into a silence that kills
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