Tomas

*My name is Tomas, I´m eighteen years old*
I have good marks at the school
I have a mother who cares for me as I were a baby
And a father that I almost never see
When he´s not at the bar
He hang up on the street to don´t see my face
He ever say I´m a queer of shit
That why don´t I take example of my brothers...

My brothers call John and Mark
With Mark I speak hours and hours
John is like my father, he see a bastard in me
I´m the youngest of the three

*I live in a town of conservative minds
And many times I´ve come home without can walk*

My father was a respectable man in town
And he got the power upon that town

*First line

I don´t have many friends, well… just one
A girl that accept me how I am
She ever say to me she would run away with me
To a place where no one could hurt me
She don´t bear to see how the retrogate minds hurt me
And I´m used to I know it shouldn´t be like that
But I have let go any hope

*Chorus