....."...Unhappiness, where's when I was young,
And we didn't give a damn,
'Cause we were raised,
To see life as fun and take it if we can,
My mother, my mother, she hold me,
Did she hold me when I was out there?
My father, my father, he liked me,
Oh, he liked me, does anyone care?...".....
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