People Killin', People Dyin'.
Children Hurt and hear them cryin'
When you practise what you preach
And then you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father Help us
Send the guidence from above.
Cuz' people got me, Got me questionin'
Where is the love heart heart heart
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Death hold no domain over them
Nor can time or distance
Soft lips touch soft skin
With passion like fire
Burning
Melting shame
And truth peirces the soul with each confession
Flaws ignored
From Leighann to Shyanne