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How can you not understand? How could you possibly accept this as okay?
He stole the last thing Dad gave to me
He sold the last connection I had
Music is my only escape, my one chance at a break
You just stood there silently and watched submissively
You call us your boys
But it was you who took away my voice
It was you who left me with no choice
So I fled and I left
And I wrote this song in treble clef
Every melody lives in chord, but it’s our chord I just can’t afford