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Just shout and scream; why do I care?
And I swear back; because I dare
I know what you’ll do; it’s always the same
Coz I’m used to it; even the pain
I’m hurt inside, but that you don’t know
You wouldn’t care even if I go
In fact you’d be pleased me out of your way
You’d carry on just like a normal day
We scream, we argue, we fight
Voices bellowing into the night
See, I’m really loved in a place called ‘home’
If love’s what you call being all alone
No one to talk to when life gets hard
And you wonder why I ended up scarred
No one to hug me and to hold me close
In times in my life when I need them most
If I had a real family when this all began
I don’t reckon I’d be as messed up as I am
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