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    My parents raised me the best they could
    but somewhere along the line i came out misunderstood
    growing up this way was never part of my plan
    but it's a long strange road to becoming a man

    i tried to do all the right things
    and made all the wrong turns (wrong turns)
    its hard living with your mistakes
    but somehow you gotta learn (gotta learn)

    I'm never gonna figure it out,
    what this fucking life's about
    i die over and over till the end
    and in the morning I'll be born again (i'll be born again)

    my parents were holy, they were heaven bound
    and playing Rock & Roll just wasn't allowed
    so i stayed up nights glued to my headphones
    but there was something lacking on the radio

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    so i picked up my guitar and
    started writing my own songs (own songs)
    and it took a while but i finally
    found where i belong (i belong)

    I'm never gonna figure it out,
    what this fucking life's about
    i die over and over till the end
    and in the morning I'll be born again (i'll be born again)

    i was never taught
    to follow my dreams
    so i gave up on them
    but they didn't give up on me

    thought it'd be all cool when i got out on my own
    but trying to feed you kids takes on a weight of it's own
    slaved away for years while it ate at me
    but i wasn't meant to burn out in some factory

    if you wanna be happy you
    gotta stick with what you know (what ya know)
    if you follow your heart it
    will always lead to back to home (back to home)

    I'm never gonna figure it out,
    what this fucking life's about
    i die over and over till the end
    and in the morning I'll be born again (i'll be born again)

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