The Long Suffering One

once was a man a lot like me, he was not wise 
stayed in his room, squandered his years, till he was despised 

go my long suffering one, you must go 
farewell you doubting son, you must go 

what is this mother you're saying to me, i can't believe 
you'd put me out after all of these years, have i been decieved 

what good am i, if i can't weather the storm 
what good is life, i'm all alone 

so i left that ungrateful bitch, and i took a wife 
she was a devil like all of the rest, she told me lies 

i returned with none of my pride, and all of my shame 
for the love of god mom please let me in, she'd passed away 

go my long suffering one, you must go 
farewell from your doubting son, he must go

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