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    "In The End" Lyrics


    My baby was born in a bed
    With white sheets, machines and heat
    Travelled home in a car
    To a three room nest, eats and sleeps
    Laminate floor to crawl on, t.v.
    Talks, starts to walk amongst love and security

    Goes to school, learns to read an write
    Probably follows a team with his friends
    And gets to ride the train
    Probably fall in love
    Probably get to fly on a plane

    Get to work all week and spend what he earns
    On the high street

    He's got doctors, nurses, fireman, churches
    Kindergartens, wedding bells and jet black hurses
    Passport, bank card, maybe his own yard
    Locks and alarms, trinkets and charms
    Maybe a baby in his arms.

    My baby was born on his knee, one of poverty's offspring
    Can into the world coughing, already full of mama's disease
    Went back to a flat with no gas, no cash
    Wrapped in a duvet full of cigarette ash
    Mama can't get no sleep
    Baby never quiet enough to eat

    Goes to school, learns to steal and fight
    Probably form a team with hs friends
    Go steam those trains
    Fall in love an never trust nobody again
    Gets to work all week
    standing in the high street for joe
    Hustlin' blow

    Hustlin' blow...
    This song was submitted on December 10th, 2013 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Mickael Le Bleis.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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