paroles de chanson
Mouths
to
feed,
won't
sleep
'til
he
arrives
So
he
brings
his
work
home
Late
nights
waste
away,
plotting
a
plan
Tracing
the
steps
he
needs
to
take
'Til
he
says:
"My
job
is
done
You're
old
enough,
it's
time
to
leave
This
home
and
go
on
your
own
I
know
it's
hard,
but
it's
not
my
problem
anymore
Not
anymore"
Eyes
closed,
children
rest
unaware
So
he
keeps
their
lights
dim
And
angels
hold
their
tongues
up
above
With
a
scowl,
shaking
their
fists
When
he
says:
"My
job
is
done
You're
old
enough,
it's
time
to
leave
This
home
and
go
on
your
own
I
know
it's
hard,
but
it's
not
my
problem
anymore
Not
anymore"
"My
job
is
done
You're
old
enough,
it's
time
to
leave
This
home
and
go
on
your
own
We
had
our
run
Now
you're
old
enough
to
run
down
your
track
So
don't
look
back
I
know
it's
hard
but
it's
not
my
problem
anymore
Not
anymore"
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