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Hold on, hold on
I'm trying to transfer affection, Trying to feel factor four. Trying to change my direction, To go where I was once before.
Don't try to tell me now that I'm out here on my own; And there's no way to carry on. Don't try to tell me that there's nothing left to hide; Nothing inside.
I'm trying to break all connections, Burning a hole in my heart. Trying to transfer affection Is starting to tear me apart.
Don't try to tell me now that I'm out here on my own; And there's no way to carry on. Don't try to tell me that there's nothing left to hide; Nothing inside.
Don't try to tell me now that I'm out here on my own; And there's no way to carry on. Don't try to tell me that there's nothing left to hide; Nothing inside.
I'm tired, but then on reflection, It's so hard to open my eyes; To try reaching out for affection, It's so hard to break the disguise.
Hold on, hold on
Typed by John Manfreda
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Anastacia : I do
Who are they anyway
With their sticks and stones
Don't they know that we know?
There's a chill within their bones
They blame and they mame
Make us feel so cold inside
But they cannot take us there cause we will fight
I think the-
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world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
Chorus:
Who wants a love without anger and rage?
I do
Who wants a world where a kid can be safe?
I do
Who-
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wants to pray for the end of the pain
For the calm at the end of the day
Where there's not always more of the same
I do
Wanna breathe
Wanna move
and not ever feel afraid
Wanna live in a place
Where the truth still find....
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