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Paroles: The Wealthy Without. Emmy.

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Emmy, won't you come home?
Your Daddy wants to see you
He wants to be with you
With you by his side
You hold his hand
He has a bottle in the other
It's the drowning of another day of his life

Emmy, won't you run home?
Your mother wants to hold you
She needs to console you
After watching you cry
She'll put her arms around you
And say it'll be better
But what you know can't see through
The cancer she's blind to

Will you take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows, where you're less broken
And when you're big, flee from this world that you know
Will you let go
When silence is spoken again

I don't know what could hurt you
'Cause you're Daddy's little angel
But as he strangles you, you think up the part
One more stupid excuse, you said it was your brother
But your brother doesn't hit that hard

Will you take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows, where you're less broken
And when you're big, flee from this world that you know
Will you let go
When silence is spoken again

I promise you that when life falls through
For today, there'll be no pain
When death is came

Will you take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows, where you're less broken
And when you're big, flee from this world that you know
Will you let go
When the silence is spoken

As he hits you once again
Well you feel like this is surreal
Now, won't it tomorrow?
And as you taste the blood that drops from your lips
Will you feel the grip
Of silence's sorrow?