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Though they may want you to tread in their trail Only to see if the path they set fails Though they may want you to take off your clothes Whatever they think that the accent exposed With your clothes on the floor Taking advice for some old balding bore You'll ask yourself, "Did I want this at all?" Do you remember what I said? The book I left by your bed The words that some survivor read Lately I've been thinking about our daughter growing old All of the bullshit that she might be told There's blood on the floor Maybe now you'll believe her for sure She remembers what I said The book I left by your bed The words that some survivor read Thought they may take you for all you had left You won't be forgotten for what you had not done yet So you wished for a kiss from God And you mourned in your childishness Innocence gone but it's not forgot You'll get your way through it somehow You remember what I said The book you left by your bed The words that we have lived again From Letras Mania