from "On Your Porch" by The Format
well my dad was sick
my mom, she cared for him
her loving nursed him back to life
and me, I ran
I couldnt even look at him
for fear Id have to say goodbye
and as
I start to leave
he grabs me by the shoulder and he tells me
whats left to lose?
you've done enough
and if you fail, well then you fail but not to us
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