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D.I. - Johnnys Got a Problem
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It's not right
Wise up - and I'll tell you what I see
Your life - as complex as can be
People in the streets are runnin' from the police
It's not right (x4)
This hate - sure isn't what we need
Don't believe everything you read
Sometimes things aren't exactly as they seem
It's not right (x4)
Watching desinigration, looking for recreation
Hey (x4)
Analyze these crazy lies still I find I ask myself "why?"
Sometimes I feel that I could snap
In life there's no turnin' back
I'm getting sick of all of that
Just more brain control, another mind attack
Wise up - to a regulated scene
Back off - you're makin' people bleed
Oppressed - we're only human beings
It's not right (x4)
Machines - are wandering in the streets
Attack - I wonder if our future's bleeding
Crime and drugs destroy the world and you know it
It's not right (x4)
My blood and pressure climbs, my E and G hit a red line
Weeding through this constant crap the straw that broke the camel's back
Looking at a high cliff and rape - oink
What illusins will my mind create
Sometimes I feel I think too much
But I must hold on I can't be losing touch
Constant pressure all the timejust to be the next in line
Hey (x4)
Don't care what they say I just want to get away
Wise up - I'll tell you what I've seen
Your lives - are as screwed up as can be
People in the streets still runnin' from the police
It's not right (x4)
This hate - sure isn't what we need
Don't believe everything you read
It's not right...
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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