Hope
Hope is what you must have in this cruel world
The life that we have we must take good care of it
Or otherwise you'll die my friend
and hope has come to it's end.
Here in this cruel world of hate
Pray every night and day
So that you would see
the other day, and that's tomorrow
The life that we have we must take good care of it
Or otherwise you'll die my friend
and hope has come to it's end.
Here in this cruel world of hate
Pray every night and day
So that you would see
the other day, and that's tomorrow
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