DontRunMeOver

A past, a future
When I came to this country I had none
For each of my crimes I will suffer a thousand damnations
But I had no choice

My children, I implore you
Do not copy me
My children, I implore you
Do not copy me

Don't follow me down, don't follow me down
I would not choose this life for you
Don't follow me down, don't follow me down
I would not choose this life for you

These fine clothes tell nothing of
The guilt, the anguish, the shame
Every gain has come with equal loss
Every joy with equal with pain

My children, I implore you
Do not copy me
My children, I implore you
Do not copy me

Don't follow me down, don't follow me down
I would not choose this life for you
Don't follow me down, don't follow me down
I would not choose this life for you


There might be some grammatical mistakes in this lyric, I really don't know, if there are then please point them out.

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