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He’s been stabbed, he’s been jumped, just another thing swept under the rug
Hit by rocks thrown by some; that will never know what a man is supposed to be.
Center of their sick twisted little game, retched in pain and suffering
Like a Phoenix he dusts himself off and moves on
Why keep standing up when you keep getting knocked back down
Why not give it all, why not just give up
I’m proud to stand by and watch the man that he has become
Faced with so much grief but he’s never given up!
He takes the highest road when others would just fold
I’m amazed that he’s a part of me
But there are days my heart can’t take this pain.
(CHORUS)
He’s been stabbed, he’s been jumped, just another thing swept under the rug
Hit by rocks thrown by some; that will never know what a man is supposed to be.
Center of their sick little twisted game, retched in pain and suffering
Like a Phoenix he dusts himself off and moves on
I want to break out! I want to scream and shout!
Where is the justice?! Where does the bullying end?!
I want to know how he….. Keeps walking ….so gracefully
He has a heart of Gold and I know he gets down
I see when he is sad and I try to give him hope
What kind of childhood does he have when he can’t walk the streets alone?
When will enough, ever be enough
This sickness has to come to an END!
