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I see things happening, they fall before my eyes,
Pretend I'm blind like I could
Never see the heartache that's not mine,
Fills my head, can I just laugh away the sights that tear my soul
And make me sick, no,
I could never be so cold to look away and maybe hide,
Is it so wrong you want to make a difference?
Why I'd like to think there's no excuse?
Is it a crime to want things better for yourself?
How you want to live is up to you, it's up to you
Wish I could be like you, indifferent to it all and life's a joke,
Sarcastic, cynical like everything's OK but it just won't work,
In life you have to choose to stay
At home and hide or stand up and fight,
If caring's my offence I proudly stand accused so how 'bout you,
Is it so wrong you want to make a difference?
Why I'd like to think there's no excuse?
Is it a crime to want things better for yourself?
How you want to live is up to you, it's up to you
Is it so wrong you want to make a difference?
Why I'd like to think there's no excuse?
Is it a crime to want things better for yourself?
How you want to live is up to you, it's up to you
It's up to you,
It's up to you,
It's up to you,
It's up to you,
It's up to you,
It's up to you
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