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Ten times removed
I forget about where it all began
Bastard son of a bastard son of
A wild eyed child of the sun
And right as rain
I'm not the same but I feel the same
I feel nothing
Holding back the fool again
Holding back the fool pretends
I forget to forget, nothing is important
Holding back the fool again
I sensed my loss
Before I even learned to talk
And I remember my birthdays
Empty party afternoons won't come back
Holding back the fool again
Holding back the fool pretends
I forget to forget, nothing is important
Holding back the fool again
I forget to forget me
I forget to forget, you see
Nothing is important to me
I knew my loss
Before I even learned to speak
And all along, I knew it was wrong
But I played along
With my birthday song
Holding back the fool again
Holding back the fool pretends
I forget to forget, nothing is important
Holding back the fool again
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