Life and Death Death and LifeI try to remember the things you saidor didn't have the time to sayThe times you laughedor criedThe times you were angry or happy with meThe good times, which were manyand the badThe times we went outthe times we stayed homeThe times we watched something on TVand the times we just talkedThe times you visited and the times you were just a voice on the phoneThe times during the summer when we could sit and talkand I would swimYes I remember alot of thingsBut like all good thingsThey must come to an endBut I will always love you---I watch you everydayWhile you playFrom morningtil ni
Does it make you a man? Make you a man...Does it make you a manTo to hurt and killDoes it make you strongerThe more blood you spillDoes it make you a manWhen you yell and shoutAnd in the end not knowwhat you were screaming aboutDoes it make you more toughTo beat and hitTid you get what you wantedWith your little hissy fitDoes it make you grown upTo get your wayAnd cry...and grumbleWhen it doesnt happen that wayDoes it make you a man To cuss and punchAll the things you "love"Without morse or hunchDoes it make you much betterThen all of the restCause you don't want your kidsThat you made with the bestDoes it make you a
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