They come to me
Unspoken yet loud
Pull their clothes up
Braces and bibs
Then the noose tightens
And the color fades
Yesterdays children
Walking the steps
Of tomorrows day fathers
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They come to me Unspoken yet loud
Pull their clothes up Braces and bibs
Then the noose tightens And the color fades
Yesterdays children Walking the steps
Of tomorrows day fathers
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