I was raised on blood and sweat and pain
But I never once had a thing to my name
And I know the things you want you have to earn
As I watch my brothers work their skin to bone
My mother lived on eating once a day
I'll never understand how she met ends that way
Bt if what they say is true then I'll be fine
Without a fancy house I will get by
If all I have is you
Then the rest is ok

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