Who's to say right from wrong
Who's to say old from young
Who's to say yesterday from today
I don't know what to say anymore time have withered away with the hearts of the
young. The skies are no longer a clouded gray because
with each passing day it gets worse and worse with ever change they decided.
Who's to say right from wrong
Who's to say old from young
Who's to say yesterday from today
The sun becoming the root of all the wrongs and not the rights,
When will are tiny voices be heard are cries of pain are pleas to stop this game of endless tug of war. They turn you one way to make you forget about the place that they left up in flames, Remember the truth and spit out lies is the way we handle every situation.
What does it take to make a tree cry?
What will they do when the winds die?
What will they say when we stop?
The grand canyon not so grand anymore, The skies darken and the eyes of those we worshiped weep because they know of things to come.
Who's to say right from wrong?
Who's to say old from young?
Who's to say yesterday from today?
Who's to say they wont be knocking on your door today?
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The candle flames of hell
You ever wounder what would happen if this fictional story you are reading became reality. Thats the life I live nothing but endless stories who knows how many chapters it will have but I am up to chapter eighteen and this
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Someone once said it takes an entire village to go to war
I say it only takes one man by the name of Rambo
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