Lying in my bed at night I could hear them fight and yell,
Falling asleep wishing I could fly away and escape this hell.
My dad was always in a bad mood and my mum was always crying,
But they thought they could fool me and my brother with their lying.
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Sacrifice is the word to heal your broken family, back into places.
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