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How does the world feel when we cry
How does the world feel when we die
I'm headed to a place as gentle as a slow melody
Where we can walk in peace without it being a felony
It's hard waking up to another day when nobody loves you
Even harder not to retaliate when somebody shoves you
Label me a trouble maker
But I remain the kindest heart-waker
So many attempt, but suicides no longer a question
In the climax of life, and loves not even a suggestion

Through this letter
I ask is there a place where life's a little better
Help us withstand the bad weather

Can you witness the struggle 
to carry on when all tears form a puddle
And over time love ones huddle
There will never be peace
But I look forward to the deceased and all the stress we release.
See you in heaven if I make it
Given the chance I don't know if I'd take it
And if I gave it all up would anyone care
Put hands on me with feelings to share
Present situations make way for future vacations

In this letter
I'm asking is there a place where life's a little better
Put on armor and thick sweaters
Please help us withstand the bad weather

When I'm gone will the world miss me
Or pop champagne bottles and diss me
Either way leave a blister to kiss me
If I should head to church on Sunday
Pray for a better Monday
And when the day ends and the next doesn't begin
We'll know the world has spun it's last sin
Through my mind I picture happiness 
but through my worst dreams
my nightmares are pleasant scenes

In this letter
I'm asking is there a place where life's a little better
Put on armor and thick sweaters
Please help us withstand the bad weather

"songs for those whom care"

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