Birth

A F# A You wake up in the morning A Thrown on a plane F# You can’t feel the tears for the pouring down rain A A year goes by another two or three F# And now they don’t even fight over me A Born into the confusion or born into hate F# You probably should have realized this would be your fate A But when you’re so young you just don’t understand F# Life will be like this until you make a stand A F# A Now the tears have all dried, you’re forced to go to school F# But you happen to know you are nobody’s fool A So, take all your things, pack them away F# Say “Au Revoir I’ll be back another day A It was never meant for this to by my only plan F# Maybe one day I think you’ll understand” A No one ever said you were acting the fool A F#