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The beggar on the street, its enough to make you weep
He wants something he can shoot through his veins
Tearing up the place when the heart begins to race
And the needle fills the great escape
Selling neverland, build your house upon the sand
With your feet planted deep in the grave
Wasting precious time, trying to kill his empty mind
And his spirits dying on the way
Your life is just a mist before the late autumn breeze
Theres got to be a reason for the air we breathe
Wheres the love we need to share
Wheres the hope, we need to care
Wheres the faith in our society
Somethings wrong with the world today
Somethings wrong with the world today
Shooting in the park, r*ping in the dark
Child abuse going on and on
Stealing everywhere and no one seems to care
Fornication running all around
Trying to find a reason for the things that we do
No ones got a minute when theres nothing to prove
Trying to find a reason for the things that we do
No ones got a minute when theres nothing to prove
Wheres the love we need to share
Wheres the hope, we need to care
Wheres the faith in our society
Find the justice and the law
Wheres the peace, where has it gone
Whos the jury of our sanity
Somethings wrong with the world today
Somethings wrong with the world today
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Somethings wrong with the world today
Somethings wrong with the world today