I do as my mother is telling me to
I do as my mother wants me to
But my father never told me what I should do
So I tell him: My brother listen to

I stand in front of my sister today
Doesn't matter she doesn't recognize me anyway
Father asks her: Do you know who this is?
Sugar hair and look at the strangers we are

Do you again face the friend?
You will never love me again

You could take a trip inside my mind
These memories and scars you would find, oh
At the bottom where the sun doesn't reach down
Instead you'll see me project an image of a clown

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