So many times ive been left for dead
Neck deep with the ghosts of regret
Taking back the color of our lips
Show me the smiles that crack like whips
Forever nights can never come to soon
Because we were born to sing the blues
I looked past the lights of our homes
over the rooftops that let us down
and into the hearts of the sons and daughters
who gave up the dreams of their mothers and fathers
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