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Maybe it's true what they say about |
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Maybe we can't make the ends meet |
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Maybe we'll all have to do without |
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Maybe this world's just incomplete |
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Well, we all look for truth in this life |
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Searching with hope inside |
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If it's so hard living in a desperate world |
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We all do the best that we can |
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Some people see a change |
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Some will remain the same |
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Others will live their lives under the gun |
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Some see the road as clear |
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Some say the end is here |
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They say it's a hopeless fight |
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But I say I gotta try now |
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Oh, I've got to try, baby |
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Maybe it's too much to think about |
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Maybe there ain't nothin' left to say |
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But if our time is really runnin' out |
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Then this ain't no time to run away |
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'Cause we're destined to look |
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For the truth in this life |
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Searching with tearful eyes |
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If it's so hard livin' in a desperate world |
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Then tell me why was I born |
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Some people see a change |
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Some will remain the same |
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Others will live their lives under the gun |
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Some see the road as clear |
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Some say the end is here |
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They say it's a hopeless fight |
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But I say I gotta try now |
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Oh, I've got to try, baby |
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Lonely, living so lonely |
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It ain't too late |
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To turn it all around |
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Some people see a change |
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Some will remain the same |
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Others will live their lives under the gun |
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Some see the road as clear |
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Some say the end is here |
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They say it's a hopeless fight |
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But I say I gotta try now |
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Oh, I've got to try, baby |
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Someone's tryin' |
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Someone's cryin' out |
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While we live under the gun |
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Someone's livin' |
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Someone's givin' up |
