Change
The broken will never heal
The innocent will start to steal
The dieing won't see the dawn
And the good will be gone
The earth is lost in time
Anything you do is considered a crime
No matter how desparate you are to seek
You'll be back drinking at the end of the week
God lives in us all
Gives us the strength to get up when we fall
You shall know that you are not a alone
know that your will is harder than stone
You'll find the truth in the ones you love
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