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I had all my kids, they're all gone now
Though never my own, been told it's all rigged
No one ever tells you, of the mess, their own kid

I used to be sad, but now am glad
Glad to know what now know, know in scads
Real friends children fam-i-ly, all make plaid
You meet while struggling, to survive, my com - rad

I had all my kids, many now gone
Never my own though, been told of the helicon
Some tell of the mess, of their own strangled one

I used to be sad, but now plain glad
Glad to know, what I now know, know in scads
Your real friends children and, fam - i - ly
You meet while struggling, to survive in the street

I've known doctors lawyers strippers Boho-chic'
I've stood on Bar tops and proned weapons drawn freaks
I've been offered the tenderness, of a thousand loving prostitutes
Loved me as parent, not institute proofed piques

I used to be sad, but now, I am plain glad
Glad to know what I know now, know in scads
You build your life like a bad street fight, blow for blow stab for stab
After joy's been beaten, hemorrhaged from what you know
Then all you can really show, what all may then see
Is your mercy you show anyway, against life's killing spree

I had all my kids, in life's killing spree,
And the Lords' soon gonna
Set us all free

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from Southern Routes [ * BANNED * FAWM​-​5090 * 2022 * ], released January 1, 2020
Music, Lyrics, ustaknow (alias)
Spoken Word Voice Over, Bill White

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