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Pain
by Fused
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There was this girl I used to know
She used to wear smiles, she was hurting in her soul
I met her on a Sunday at the church we used to go
She told me that her mother died at thirty years old
And left her on her own
Her dad was never home
I know that pain is something that I'll probably never know
I just wonder how you deal with it and never let it show, I mean
Losing a loved one and never letting go
But I know that all will meet again if heaven’s where we go
I just wanna be remembered when I'm buried in a hole
I just wanna leave my family with a legacy to own
I got regrets that I really can't for forget with Patrón
And money that I really can't spend on my own,
Got no time for myself and I need to left alone
They send me on tour, I miss my bed at home
My grandmother called, asked me why I never phone
It brought tears to my eyes ‘cause I know she getting old
Years went by, then more tears rolled from eyes when she died, God rest her soul
And my grandfather’s too, heaven knows how much I miss you both
What if the devil is alive
What if there’s really a heaven in the sky
What if life was better when we died
What if Jehovah’s Witness never really testified
All I know is that the truth ain’t really ever been exposed
Our society been teaching little girls to be hoes
That’s why she’s thirteen but she look a lot older
Makeup on her face, dressing like a grown-up
Tears in her father’s eyes ‘cause he can’t control her
He know that she doing bad things with some bad guys
Now she nineteen and she pregnant with her second child
That’s the type of pain that make a grown man cry
Just the other day I was walking by on the sidewalk and I passed this homeless guy
With a sign saying he ain’t got no food and no job, and I felt bad for him
‘Cause I could see that he was embarrassed to ask me if I had a spare five rand for him
But that’s just a chapter in a poor man’s life story
But me I’d rather die before I give up, and if it’s worth having then I fight for it
My cousin got addicted to meth, the pipe took him
And now he’s just a victim of addiction
Don’t even look the same no more
See no resemblance in his face no more
I guess the drug abuse has taken its toll
There was this girl I used to know
She used to wear smiles, she was hurting in her soul
I met her on a Sunday at the church we used to go
She told me that her mother died at thirty years old
And left her on her own
Her dad was never home
I know that pain is something that I'll probably never know
I just wonder how you deal with it and never let it show, I mean
Losing a loved one and never letting go
But I know that all will meet again if heaven’s where we go
I just wanna be remembered when I'm buried in a hole
I just wanna leave my family with a legacy to own
I got regrets that I really can't for forget with Patrón
And money that I really can't spend on my own,
Got no time for myself and I need to left alone
They send me on tour, I miss my bed at home
My grandmother called, asked me why I never phone
It brought tears to my eyes ‘cause I know she getting old
Years went by, then more tears rolled from eyes when she died, God rest her soul
And my grandfather’s too, heaven knows how much I miss you both
What if the devil is alive
What if there’s really a heaven in the sky
What if life was better when we died
What if Jehovah’s Witness never really testified
All I know is that the truth ain’t really ever been exposed
Our society been teaching little girls to be hoes
That’s why she’s thirteen but she look a lot older
Makeup on her face, dressing like a grown-up
Tears in her father’s eyes ‘cause he can’t control her
He know that she doing bad things with some bad guys
Now she nineteen and she pregnant with her second child
That’s the type of pain that make a grown man cry
Just the other day I was walking by on the sidewalk and I passed this homeless guy
With a sign saying he ain’t got no food and no job, and I felt bad for him
‘Cause I could see that he was embarrassed to ask me if I had a spare five rand for him
But that’s just a chapter in a poor man’s life story
But me I’d rather die before I give up, and if it’s worth having then I fight for it
My cousin got addicted to meth, the pipe took him
And now he’s just a victim of addiction
Don’t even look the same no more
See no resemblance in his face no more
I guess the drug abuse has taken its toll
