Believe
People, humans, mankind
A bit of a mystery, so it seems
After a bit of growing up you think there’s nothing to redeem
On the outside looking in, it may appear that we have it all together
But after the floodgates open there’s not much room for repair
Liars, cheaters, do-gooders, achievers
None of it matters unless we’re believers
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