"Child of the Damned" genre: Classic Rock
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	Lyrics Child of the Damned The wind blows through the hair of a wounded child Who is all alone and afraid of his next smile He cries a silent tear because he doesn't understand Why he's even here with only you to hold his hand Chorus: Why was he born to pay the price For your selfish pleasures that felt so nice Did you stop to think that one night of play Would bring a child a lifetime of pain Can't you see how he needs someone else in his life Another pair of helping hands there to hold him tight Going off to school each day pretending everything's alright Coming home he greets you and smiles his little lie

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