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Текст песни Edwin McCain - Solitude
Tell me why he's a good friend
Yeah he was a brother of mine
Nothing there coming but soupy roads
Kids wasting time
We were prisoners of our youth
We were growing up strong
Till the day he was taking away
For he something he did wrong
Ohh alright
Tim came around just the other day
Boy he had some stories to tell
And his momma kept him locked up in rehab
Although the doctors said he was well
He said yea I been through the anger
And the hatred soars my mind
I put on that, they had me
Just tell me what it was like to go to your prom
And he said thank you mom
For fixing my clouded broken mind
Excuse me if I seem a little rude
Woooaahhhh
Well I was missing my childhood
My brother and my crying
You enjoy the convience of my solitude
Of my solitude
Well growing up these days just seeing them there
No well these kids are doing the best they can
So mother you better think twice
Before you lock your kid up
And throw away the key
Soon your little boy's gonna be a man
Woooaaahhh
And he said thank you mom
For fixing my clouded broken mind
Excuse me if I seem a little rude
Wooaahh
Well I was missing my childhood
My brother and my crying
You enjoy the convience of my solitude
Of my solitude
Tim left town just yesterday
And he left me these words
He said yeah I know this life?s got a lot to give
Ohh and my childhood is gone and I'm not afraid to die
Well I grabbed real whole lotta hope that I?d live
And he said thank you mom
For fixing my clouded broken mind
Excuse me if I seem a little rude
Well I was missing my childhood
My brother and my crying
You enjoy the convience of my solitude
24 months of solitude
I didn?t ask you for the solitude
I can?t forgive u for this solitude