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You’ve been brought up In an unfamiliar town And boy you got used to Strangers and their frown They brought you up By holding you down By holding you down It felt so rough To stand on your own With no scope for Somebody to moan It’s been so rough To have a room but no home A room but no home But you grew up and you swore To add chapters of ease May they cover your core Like the rings of old trees I will hold yours And you will hold mine I’m gonna hold yours And you're gonna hold mine