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What more can I do, there's nothing I haven't tried
Still it's so hard for her to notice
I've tried hard to be straight ...
Would you be content to see me crying
After all those little games you put me through
After all I've done for you you're...
Listen people can't you hear the voices that are crying out
There's a hunger burning in the heart of their souls
Maybe now...
The clock strikes ten
Out on the streets again
I been looking for something to please me since I don't know when
Out...
The weekend comes to this town
Seven days too soon
For the ones who have to make up
What we break up of their rules...
You can read it in the papers
In some places it comes in thirty-two flavors
But you wouldn't tell no one
Your...
It's all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems we're wasting away
Another place where the...
You - you got a nasty reputation
We're in a sticky situation - it's down to me and you
So tell me - is it true ... they say...
She wasn't young, but still a child
There still was innocence
In painted smiles
She called to me as I passed her by...
If you could see inside my heart
Then you would understand
I'd never mean to hurt you
Baby I'm not that kind of man...
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Hey God, I'm just a little man got a wife and family
But I almost lost the house
Yeah, I bought into the dream
We're barely holdin' on, when I'm in way to deep
We're two paychecks away from living out on the streets
She's a workin' single mom, like a Saint she doesn't complain
She never says a word, but she thinks that she's to blame
Her son just got convicted, he blew some punk away
She did her best to raise him, but the world got in the way
Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on
Seems like all the good shits gone
It keeps on getting harder hanging on
Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream
These days you've even harder to believe
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God...
Do you ever think about me
Born into the ghetto in 1991, just a happy child
Playing beneath the summer sun
A vacant lots' his playground, by 12 he's got a gun
The odds are bet against him, junior don't make 21
Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on
Seems like all the good shits gone
It keeps on getting harder hangin' on
Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream
These days you've even harder to believe
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God...
I'd get down on my knees
I'm going to try this thing you way
Seen a dying man too proud to beg spit on his own grave
Was he too gone to save?
Did you even know his name?
Are you the one to blame, I got something to say
Hey God - Tell me what the hell is going on
Seems like all the good shits gone
It keeps on getting harder hangin' on
Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream
These days you've even harder to believe
I know how busy you must be, but Hey God...
Do you ever think about me
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