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You grew up in a patch, some say that it was cursed
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You spent your whole life, trying to wash away the dirt
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They said that you were nothing, with their hands under your skirt
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So you tied yourself away, with a rag under your shirt
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Oh, oh, Larraine
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Your daddy loved you wrong, while he pointed his gun
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Your mother turned her face, being princess of grace
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Oh, oh, Larraine
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They left you in the woods, to find your way back like a dog
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You cried in the dark, while they drank beers on the lawn
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Oh, oh, Larraine
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Oh, oh Larraine
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The nightmares wouldn't stop, so you drank them to a haze
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But when you cut the line, they put you away
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You had a little girl, who writes songs about your pain
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An episode of grace, now she's living in LA
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Oh, oh, LA
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Oh, oh, LA
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Most of them I never knew, but that is just as well
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Even as I cry for you, I know they're all in hell.
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Oh, Larraine
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Don't you know it was all for you, Larraine
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Everything I did was for you, Larraine
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Cause what they did to you, they did to me