I don't want to be a lost cause, I don't know how not to be lost,It feels like you'll never find me,I just want to be found.Hold me when it's too dark,When I can't see, Hear me when I'm begging,Scream...
They read in the papers and hear on the airOf stealing and killing and crime everywhereThey sigh and say as they notice the trend, 'This young generation, when will it end? 'But can they be sure that ...
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