I was born in a cradle of love
I had two brothers who beat me up
When I was seven years old I had a friend named Tom
And when we were together I didn't want to go home
When I was fifteen, I was very confused
I made a bad habit out of breaking the rules
The kitchen window was my door to the night
And when I got caught they made me stay home
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