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What way out
What brings back
The life I once had
As bad as it was
I had my Angels
Now one has left me sad
Two boys stand
Against a world
My little girl is not here
From five to three
My family is falling
It fills my heart with fear
I shall be tall
After all the pain
It will always be the four of us
No matter the friction
No matter the battles
We'll rise above all the fus
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