The name is Billy, and I'm five. Here is my story. I am falling down, I am falling down, Cause your breaking my heart dad. I am on the sidewalk and as the rain is falling, Mud flicks on to me off a car, Mud flicks on to me off a car. I am falling down, I am falling down, Cause your breaking my heart dad. I am wet and I have got blood on me from the fight, I am on the sidewalk as the rain is falling down, This is my story and it's like a like broken record, and this is killing me and it's cause of my dad. Now I know the feeling of hate.
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