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WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME, WHAT IS WRONG OR RIGHT,
WOULD I KILL, FOR CERTAIN THINGS, I ONLY KNOW I MIGHT.

HOW MANY OF YOU UNDERSTAND, THESE THINGS INSIDE MY MIND,
WHICH OF YOU WILL HOLD MY HAND, WHILE HAPPINESS I FIND.

WHEN WILL I KNOW THE ABSOLUTE TRUTH, BEFORE OR AFTER DEATH,
WHY DO I GET SO CONFUSED, WITH EACH AND EVERY BREATH.

DOES ANYONE TRULY BELIEVE, THAT WE WILL EVER REALLY KNOW,
THE PURPOSE OF LIFE IS TO NEED AN ANSWER, THATS WHAT MAKES IT FLOW.

THE END IS ONLY THE BEGINING, THE FUTURE OF WHAT CAME BEFORE,
EVERY TIME WE'VE HAD ENOUGH, THERE'S ALWAYS SO MUCH MORE.

WE TAKE IT ALL INSIDE, AND ONLY LET A LITTLE OUT,
YOU KNOW, I KNOW, THERE COMES A TIME WE NEED TO SHOUT.

SCREAM OUT LOUD WHAT HURTS YOU MOST, IT MAY EASE THE PAIN,
BUT NOTHING CAN COMPENSATE, FOR THIS CLOUD INSIDE MY BRAIN.

I'LL HANG ON TO WHAT I THINK I SHOULD, AND SMILE WHEN I CAN,
WITH BROTHERS AND OTHERS, AND NEW ONES TO COME, I'LL BE AS HAPPY AS I AM.