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They found |
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Joe lying on his bed |
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Hammer blows rained to his head |
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Pyjama jacket on the back of a chair |
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And an empty bottle of pills by |
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Kenneth's side |
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No one cried |
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And we don't care and we're so young |
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For us our lives have just begun |
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But it makes me feel so sick inside |
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When a young man's only dream is a place in heaven |
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Then God snaps his fingers again |
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And you come running to him |
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All I have is all |
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I needMy hopes, my dreams, ambitions |
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I wouldn't question your beliefs |
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But I don't want religion |
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And if every thing that happens is |
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God's will |
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I can't accept it |
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But I might feel different when |
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I've lived my life |
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But for now |
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I must reject it |
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And they say that the good die young |
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Then God snaps his fingers again |
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And you come running to him |
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And if I said my prayers would the fighting stop |
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Would the killing cease, will it ever? |
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And I can't say much for the biggest priest |
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When a prince and the |
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Pope can't even say a prayer together |
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Could they ever? |
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And they say that the good die young |