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Mother o mother, did I ever make you lie?
Father o father, please mourn the tears that I´ve cried
I never was and I will never be the "strong man"-ideal
But I am something more then that, I will always be myself
If I stay true to my believes, who then will have the final word?
Listen up and listen good, the world is what you make of it
And if you ever see me with a brighter view, then here I stand
remember this, I was never alone
Mother o father, Be proud of me
Take me in with open arms
Accept me for the one I am
The wound goes deep
Annons