| What can I do?
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| What can I do, to make it better?
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| Yeah, yeah
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| (Scarface)
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| I thank the Lord, for every morning, he allows me to rise
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| And though the sun is shining, there’s a cloud in the sky
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| Lettin' me know, that at any moment, there could be rain
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| And as beautiful as life is, there still can be pain
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| Down the park, I hear the sirens, just screamin' away
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| And then the unevitable happens, the end of them days
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| As sad as it sounds, but that’s the price we all gotta pay
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| And the whole world knows God giveth, will taketh away (will taketh away)
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| I live and I learn, I sit and watch my cigarette burn
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| Down to the ash, it remindes me of the now and the passed
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| I say a little prayer, 'cause eventually I’ll stand in the path
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| Of the souls and dark rows that lead to rest
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| (Chorus)
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| Do you hear them, crying?
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| Waiting for someone to come and dry their tears (someone like you and me)
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| Take away their fears
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| And then a child is born
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| Bloody legged, clingin' to life
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| Unaware of his surroundin’s or breathin' is right
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| In the arms of his mother as he looks in her eyes
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| He takes his first breath and he screams (baby's alive)
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| At the same time, another mother, murders her kids
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| And the unbarable thought of this hear, just' brings me to tears
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| It’s hard enough we gotta raise our kids to live in this world
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| So full of hate with no faith, and killin' your pearls
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| And sometimes, I sit it down, and wonder myself
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| But then again, I ain’t Jesus, and I can’t help
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| All I can do, is hope I never live with the fact
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| That if I heard one of my seeds is dealin' with that
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| That’d be the hardest thing, I’d ever have to do in my time
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| I’d have to take my own life too, and I couldn’t glide
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| Instead what he’d, what you hear me singin' bout it in my ride
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| And a parent hurtin' his kid ain’t decidin' the time
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| I know it’s truth, the next day, we just livin' to die
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| But I believe if you livin' right, you’ll live in the sky
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| Lookin' down on the good and the bad, the world as a whole
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| And hopefully you did what you did, before you had to go
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| (Chorus)
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| Do you hear them, crying?
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| Waiting for someone to come and dry their tears
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| (someone to dry their tears) Take away their fears
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| Can I make it, better? |
| (I want to make it better)
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| Can I ease the pain that they are goin' through? |
| (they're through)
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| What can I do?
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| What can I do?
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| I say «goodbye"to your cruel world
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| I see peace to the red sky
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| I see these are where the dead die, leavin' my head high
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| And if the streets up ahead crowd with the heat from the lead fly
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| But the grief when I said «Bye,"pull the sheets on my bed dry
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| We’re turnin' the table, we tellin' a tale
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| That the destruction of human flesh, and it not so great
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| Long list of the John Doe’s, and Kauntly the spirit
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| With them jails of souls lost, we hope that God hears it Resurection very harsh, crowdin' in the room
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| Muffle sounds on the outside, echo the tomb
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| But I’m cold
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| (Kelly Price)
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| Do you hear me?
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| I’m cryin'
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| (Chorus)
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| Do you hear them, crying? |
| (x2 to fade)
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| Waiting for someone to come and dry their tears
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| (someone to dry their tears)
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| Take away their fears (take away their fears)
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| Can I make it, better? |
| (gonna make it better)
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| Can I ease the pain that they are goin' through?
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| (everything they’re goin' through) What can I do?
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| What can I do? |