C. G-Slade

"Candy, it's been really nice, but I've got to go

'Cause I can't be the part of your life you don't wanna know

...and I can't keep lying all the time

And I know you'll find a better man

They're all too easy to find

And I'll just go away somewhere and slowly lose my mind

Candy, they called you a baby, they called you a whore

And I can't see the light at the end for you anymore

...and I can't keep lying all the time

And I know you'll find a better man

They're all too easy to find

And I'll just go away somewhere and slowly lose my mind

Candy, I can't be the man they want me to be

Maybe it was only with you that I could be me

...and I can't keep lying all the time

And I know you'll find a better man

They're all too easy to find

And I'll just go away somewhere and slowly lose my mind"

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"I will not sing your ugly song

I won't put on your ugly play

I cannot join your ugly priesthood

And if I die I won't come home

Railroad boy of mine...

I bought you crows and candelabra

And I went moth-eating with you

I held you down when you had seizures

And read to you at bedtime

Railroad boy of mine...

We went to see a beaver dam

We went to see a coral reef

But life is more than going to see things

And that's too bad

Railroad boy of mine

Railroad boy of mine..."

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Também nesses extremos a pop, feita canção, pode ser perfeita.