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You'll be leaving here with scars But we don't mean you no harm Take your marks and wait for the alarm Cos in the moment we've taken our sides She'll look over at you with a smile And say if I've seen this once, I've seen it a hundred times There's nothing you can show me Off and on, he's his fathers' son, they laugh When the tables spun, they'd run give them half a chance How many pages did it tear from your life? How many years thrown to the side? If I've heard it once I've heard it a hundred times There's nothing you can show me From Letras Mania