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Hid his car in the back Payed a kid to watch his glass don't crack See him greeted by his made up name in the stairwell of his favorite parkade He prays for my blind eye He was lost He was found with a boy in a pillbox hat on the wrong side of town for a man who wears a suit like that He prays for my blind eye I pray for his new bride Transatlantic transactions under covers covering up an attraction Blood on a pillow with a pregnant wife and kids He prays that nobody knows nobody cares He prays that nobody sees nobody stares Don't let the kids find you out Father figure of the new millennium: "Life's too short for me to just live one Money's money kid - that's fact Who are they to say what I put back?" He prays for my blind eye I pray for his new bride He prays for my blind eye I pray for his new wife We pray for nothing From Letras Mania