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You fell, you’re down and no one’s there
To pick you up and teach you well, To tell you what life is all about And how is inside the group and not out. Right now for you everything seems over, Your self-esteem never has been lower. Never believed in miracles Seemed something from Mars or maybe somewhere else. A shut door with a lost key, A lost soul with no place to be. No hope, not even a tiny opportunity To turn into what you hoped to be. The days are cold, the nights the same The darkness frequently calls your name. You want to go, you want to stay, And no one’s there to show you the right way. You drove away your family and friends With your ignorance and never ending mistakes. Now all alone you spill your tears That gathered up in all those years.
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