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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In families where the bottle calls the shots
Children learn to play their scripted parts
Hero child achieves to make things right
Scapegoat acts out all the family's pain
Lost child fades into the background quiet
Mascot jokes to ease the tension's strain

[Chorus]
When tomorrow feels too far away
And the future starts to fade to gray
Family roles become the only way
To survive another day
Lost dimension, missing vision
Hope gets clouded by addiction's prison

[Verse 2]
Sharon saw the patterns crystal clear
How each role protects but costs so dear
Perfect daughters learn to never fail
Carry weight that makes their spirits pale
Robert wrote about the price they pay
When childhood dreams all slip away

[Chorus]
When tomorrow feels too far away
And the future starts to fade to gray
Family roles become the only way
To survive another day
Lost dimension, missing vision
Hope gets clouded by addiction's prison

[Bridge]
Hero, scapegoat, lost child, clown
Each one keeps the family spinning 'round
But the cost is dreams that never grow
Future selves they'll never know

[Verse 3]
Adult daughters still play perfect games
Learned to shoulder guilt and carry shame
What was once protection as a child
Now keeps authentic self exiled
Breaking patterns starts with seeing clear
How the roles we learned brought us here

[Final Chorus]
When tomorrow feels too far away
And the future starts to fade to gray
Recognition shows another way
To reclaim a brighter day
Find dimension, build new vision
Break the chains of old decisions

[Outro]
Family roles were survival's art
But healing means a brand new start
The future's waiting to unfold
When we let go of patterns old

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