Clairvoyant
I gave my daughter a gift
A eye for a eye
She been pushing
Away with the shame
I do not agree with the method
But still i really feel connected
Hope she understands
I ain't the one judging
I feel like a puppet
But i aint no dummy
Stupid stay on it
While i try to convince
But it is clear to me
I have to keep it in the closet
Dirty looks and empty treaths
But i keep believing in better days
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| Auteur: David de Vreer |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Brenda | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 13 september 2015 | ||
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