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A young boy took himself too serious He took a gun and aimed at god God himself was so frustrated That was all he can take The girl next door was already weaping Her day was hard, she couldn't rest She would only hug her pillow That was more she can take Again they try to start a new day And pray for better times to come But god will obviously ignore the That is all they can take We struggle hard not to surrender We fear the future and the past Every minute seems like a torture That is more we can take That is more we can take
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