One day at the age of eight
She feels the ground shake, and then a burst of flame
So she looks up to the sky and sees a man die, and it’s her father
Oh, life will never be the same my child
She says that every single day
Well the image plays round and round inside her brain
But she wants to be someone, leave behind her life of petty crime
And make her father proud when she comes of age
What is your lifeline?
We practice at the firing range
But she doesn’t have the patience, she can’t find her aim
So I sit her down and explain
You get out of life what you put into it
But she says she’ll be okay
What is your lifeline?
The top of the scoreboard is crowded out and it’s impossible to break
You made a loser’s mistake, you’ll find it very hard to take
But you’ll find another way
You’ll find your feet and pick it up again
For your father never needed wingmen
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