"Unhapiness was when i was young
And we didn't give a damn
'Cause we were raised
To see life as fun and take it if we can
My mother, my mother she hold me
She hold me when I was out there
My father, my father he liked me
Oh he liked me, does anyone care?
To understand what I've become
It wasn´t my design
And people everywhere think
Something better than I am..."
The Cranberries
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