The more I see The less I know About all the things I thought were wrong or right & carved in stone
So, don't ask me about War, religion, or god Love, sex, or death Because....
Everybody knows what's going wrong with the world But I don't even know what's going on in myself.
You've gotta work out your own salvation. With no explanation to this earth we fall On hands & knees we crawl And we look up to the stars And we reach out & pray To a deaf, dumb & blind God who never explains.
Every body knows what's going wrong with the world But I don't even know what's going on in myself.
Lord, I've been here for so long I can feel it coming down on me I'm just a slow emotion replay of somebody I used to be.
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