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Half Grown
Zach Bryan
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When I grab me by the hand, you hesitate
With a subtle inclination to tell a man straight
Your sister was a saviour and your mother is a saint
Sometimes a woman is the sum of all the things her father ain't
And men are just the sum of all the things their mothers did
They'll spend their lives searchin' for the love they had as kids
My vices ain't in place to replace a lovin' home
You can't expect to harvest where the field's half-grown
You can't choose your blood
But you can choose to change the chains that chained you down
When you was just a child
And forgiveness ain't an easy road to go
But I know that it's a road worth headin' down
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When I see myself, I see your eyes
Reflections nowadays are a calm surprise
If the older I get, the more I become
All the things I swore I'd always run from
But I'll raise myself a family and right the wrong
Of some imperfect people who were only half-grown
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'Cause you can't choose your blood
But you can choose to change the chains that chained you down
When you was just a child
And forgiveness ain't an easy road to go
But I know that it is a road worth goin' down
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When I grab me by the hand, you hesitate
With a subtle inclination to tell a man straight
Your sister was a saviour and your mother is a saint
Sometimes a woman is the sum of all the things her father ain't
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