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In the Red

Oh my what do I see We keep repeating the same misery We push ourselves to the brink Only to find ourselves in the red We work our fingers too the bone Heaven is a place we call home Is it to much to catch a brake Our prayers fall upon deaf ears The struggle is less because of love Don't get me wrong we have enough We've got to save for the little things Or Their lives will pass us bye Maybe believe We will find out at the end The troubles and the triumphs It's all the same my friend So you keep moving along One step for the night Rest your head my weary friend It will be alright Oh my we tell ourselves It will be ok just wait a week Friday comes and goes away The end of the day we are still the same Troubles come in three they say The time for work is all no play Can we climb from the cavern below Or are we spiraling out of control The struggle is less because of love Don't get me wrong we have enough We've got to save for the little things Or Their lives will pass us bye Maybe believe We will find out at the end The troubles and the triumphs It's all the same my friend So you keep moving along One step for the night Rest your head my weary friend It will be alright Maybe believe We will find out at the end The troubles and the triumphs It's all the same my friend So you keep moving along One step for the night Rest your head my weary friend It will be alright

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