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when i was a little boy i didnt know whats right or wrong
i had to change my way of life, but i just couldnt win the fight
i let myself fall off in time, and hide.
another day, another night i lived off dreams i thought was right
i couldnt stand being treated like i was the only without rights
stood there screaming out your vice and cry
the way you love me
is not always what we call love
waiting now beautiful pain, beautiful pain,
beautiful pain, beautiful pain, beautiful...
in the dirt and in my soil they said they planted seeds of joy
i was unholy born in sin so they fed me words of lead within
i looked down on myself in shame left with the blame
The way you loved me is not always what we call love
waitng now beautiful pain, beautiful pain, beautiful pain,
beautiful pain, beautiful pain.
mother, father, listen up i know these times were kind of rough
we waited for the leaders hand to guide our lives its kind of sad
and you just did what you thought was right and i cried beautiful pain,
beautiful pain, beautiful pain, beautiful pain, beautiful pain,
beautiful pain (beautiful pain) beautiful pain, Beautiful pain,
beautiful pain.
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