Father, forgive me,
I tried not to do it
Turned over a new leaf,
then tore right through it
Whatever you taught me,
I didn't believe it
Father, you fought me,
'cause I didn't care
And I still don't understand
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Ahogado en mi conformidad, del sentir vacío. Deseo. Mirar con claridad, todos los tiempos. Tiempos fríos, tiempos de otoño, tiempo de hojas ...
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