Knock Knock
Knock Knock
Who can it be, this soul is aching with misery
You hear the knock, but it's not too loud
It's telling you, you need to move around
Some people do things they not proud of
And wishes for forgiveness
Some people get that second chance
And do the best they can
Then you hear that knock at the door again
Telling you to finish it
You can't be perfect, but you must do good
Then it would come back to you
Do wrong, and get wrong done to you
So you can know how it feel
So practice, before you hear that knock
Telling you to be good, when you know your heart
You already are, and never fall apart
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