I Despise My Life

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It never changes
It never does
He'll come home soon
To complete the exchanges
My life is no longer mine
It belongs to him
My mother was a coward and threw me aside
His ugly appearence and receding hairline
Make me sick beyond belief
Who would do this do a little boy?
I'm his son, but he doesn't seem to care
I'm ashamed to say he's virginity's thief
Nobody cares about a boy
Not even my mother could love me
Why should another share their heart?
I am just an old man's broken toy

Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John,
Went to bed with his trousers on;
One shoe off, and one shoe on,
Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John!

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