LOOK AT ME NOW
BROUGHT ME UP AND THE STREETS BROUGHT ME DOWN
TURNT BACK UP AND FOUND THE LIGHT
I FIND MYSELF ON THESE DREDDING ROADS TO RECOVERY
AS I LAY MY HEAD DOWN TO SLEEP
I PRAY FOR THESE STREETS TO BE SWEPT OF POVERTY
A LAND FILLED OF WONDERS
NO WHERE TO GO, SET IN A TRANCE
PHASES TO REALITY
STRUGGLES AND PAIN WE LONG FOR
NO HOPE DOWN THESE ROADS OF FREEDOM
BUT ALL WE HAVE IS FAITH
AND TODAY I MAKE A DIFFERENCE BY SAYING
TODAY I CHANGE!
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