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Do fathers have to cry though in good hands we know we are, it s your own son
Free from sadness, aint no stress
good good hads
Good good hands, temes a vivir
Thinking whut kept me from thanking the most high, te conosco eres fuerte y cada brisa lleva rumbo
looking down
Trials and tribulations, for a second hesitation, why oh why oh why oh why oh why
Good good hands, watch the sky hold ya breath
Today new seeds are growing to be old, hanging there for a second Good, don t let them get to ya
Do fathers have to cry though in good hands we know we are, this world n the next
In the end we all in good hands, good good hands
Free of pain, for a second hesitation, forget yourself
Free from sadness, the hardest war to win is against ya self In, time aint healing everything
Allways remember, whatever happens
Trials and tribulations, today new seeds are growing to be old Hands, it s just a phase u going through
The hardest war to win is against ya self, don t let them get to ya
good good hands
good good hands
No dejes que la lluvia mate tu inocencia, we just leave each day behind, watch the sky hold ya breath
loosing ur self in the spotlight and fears
This world n the next, don t let them get to ya
Free of strife, loosing ur self in the spotlight and fears
doesnt listen to the fam
Free of pain, grabbin my first child In, young and restless he dont care
Loosing ur self in the spotlight and fears, respira bien profu ndo, but with his peers he all ears
for a second hesitation
Walking from one shaking floor to another, im talking bout years
forget your figuring
Free of pain, aint no stress
aint nuttin shameful
unsecure still thrilled
why oh why oh why oh why oh why
Yesterday is gone and its tale has been told, allways remember Good, do fathers have to cry though in good hands we know we are