![]() (Cry For Them Not Me) They call me Baby P They never came around to rescue me, They turned their heads away, Their hearts so blind that they couldn't see. The pain I suffered Lyin in my bed at night fightin back the tears. A little boy so innocent Longing for someone to set me free They took away my chance to grow They beat me to the ground they watched me bleed, The pain I suffered Lyin in my bed at night fightin back the tears. Chorus: They can't hurt me anymore I'm on the other side of heavens door All the bruises and scars are gone I'm up here where I belong I'm free Cry for them not me. When you hear a young child crying Stop for a moment think of me Don't be afraid to lend a hand You never know you might be the key The pain they suffer lyin in their beds at night Fightin back the tears Don't let my death be iin vain Forgive them for all they did to me For the anger and the rage Are the very things that brought me to my knees The pain I suffered Lyin in my bed at night fightin back the tears. Chorus: They can't hurt me anymore I'm on the other side of heavens door All the bruises and scars are gone I'm up here where I belong I'm free Cry for them not me (repeat to fade ) Written by Kathleen Peake copyright @2009 A.S.C.A.P :Title Code 324023892 (aka Kathleen Irish Songbird)
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