I grew up in Fall River, Massachusetts. My background was modest, and I worked at a Portuguese bakery in town.
Deceit, Deceive, Decide just what you believe. . . I see faith in your eyes, Never you hear the discouraging lies. I hear faith in your cries. . . Broken is the promise, Betrayal. . . The healing hand held back by the deepened nail. . . Follow the god that failed.