All
ALL I can do
Step away!
Devil, leave my family alone!
It hurts all over
As I await my lover's hand
The father frowns upon his frets
Mother's mouth is full of messes
Malicious mistakes, lies like to lie
ALL people are suspicious
ALL people lack faith
ALL men are men
Money is always the goal
It's ALL a game
And ALL the devil does
Is stir the stuff up in his pot
I sit here in my black dress
Shivering from the grey and rainy day
I have to get ready
For ALL the bitter children
That long for me to be gone
I have nothing to pull out of my bag tonight
I'm a lost one myself
Who aches ALL over
Who wants the sunset
Who wants this day to be gone
ALL and ALL
And yes, I am still here trying to live
Live through it ALL
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