Forgive Me
Forgive Me
Tonight is my eleventh day
No work, no money, no honey
Even our businesses are not yet ready
Blowing in debt and savings are empty
How can I support my family?
If there is nothing was left on me
Lord and my family forgive me
My wife is the only one who working daily
Even she’s pregnant for our third baby
For what I have done, I feel so sorry
Taking care of my children is not that easy
If I don’t have money to support them financially
I’m the man who are now lost and left no dignity
Lord and my family forgive me
I have cried for a while and pray sincerely
Look at myself and think clearly
So many things I’ve done badly
So next time I will do it correctly
For every decision, I will act wisely
Be a man and stand up quickly
Coz I’m the father, my family needs me
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