The Carpenter’s Son
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The Carpenter’s Son
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I don’t wanna see
Where we go
Where we go
I don’t wanna see
If they grow
And if they don’t
And I don’t wanna feel
Sun and warmth
Sun and warmth
I don’t wanna feel
Anymore
I’m very bored
Sitting on the porch
Living with the flies
Your headlights blind us all
Nothing’s a surprise, anymore
I don’t wanna know
Why I’m low
Why I’m low
And I don’t wanna know
Why I’m alone
Always alone
Standing on the porch
Living with the flies
Your headlights blind us all
Nothing’s a surprise, anymore
Sitting on the porch
Living with the flies
Your headlights blind us all
Nothing’s a surprise
Nothing’s a surprise
Nothing’s a surprise
Nothing’s a surprise
Nothing’s a surprise
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