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Turn on channel seven at quarter to eight,
You see the same damn thing just a different day,
And no one really knows why this is happening,
But it’s happening.
And everyway that you go is just a different place,
You get the same dark feelings, you see the same sad faces,
And no one really cares that this is happening.

We come into this world,
And we all are the same,
In that moment there’s no one to blame.

But the world is black,
And hearts are cold,
And there’s no hope,
That’s what were told.
And we can’t go back,
It wont be the same,
Forever changed,
By the things we say, say.

Living in this place always been this way,
There’s no one doing nothing so there’s no change,
And I can’t live when this world just keep dying
It’s dying.
People always tell me this is part of the plan,
The god got everybody in his hands,
But I can only pray that god is listening, is he listening.

Were living in this world,
Going colder everyday,
Nothing can stay perfect now I say.

But the world is black,
And hearts are cold,
And there’s no hope,
That’s what were told.
And we can’t go back,
It wont be the same,
Forever changed,
By the things we say, say, say.



We come into this world,
And we all are the same,
In that moment there’s no one to blame.

But were living in this world,
Going colder everyday,
Nothing can stay perfect now I say.

But the world is black,
And hearts are cold,
And there’s no hope,
That’s what were told.
And we can’t go back,
It wont be the same,
Forever changed,
By the things we say, say, say.

Turn on channel seven at quarter to eight,
You see the same damn thing just a different day,
And no one really knows why this is happening

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