When we're approaching up to the end of the route So what do we do so With tragedy about the curve? We know we know We forhold and never give up Cuz the years we are given are gifts from above And now we think to be and to know We know we know We formake and never give up Cuz the years we are given are gifts from above And now we commend to live and to know There's a man who waits for the tests To see if the crab has spread yet And now he asks, "So why did I expect to last till it was time to die?" If I could make the clock back how I'd live Life is such a talent So how does the account end? Well this is your story and it all depends So don't let it become true Get out and do what we were meant to do We know we know We forgive and never give up Cuz the years we are given are gifts from above And now we think to know and to know We know we know We formake and never give up Cuz the years we are given are gifts from above And today we commend to go and to love Waking up to another dark morning People are grieving The conditions in life away is storming But what would it ask for the clouds to go For us to realize each day is a gift somehow, someway? To get our heads up out of the dark And discharge this new outlook and go to be life cuz it ain't gone yet And disaster is a monitor to aim off the blinders And heat up and be the animation we're alleged to hold up Moving ahead with all our heads up cuz life is worth living We know we know We forpass and never give up Cuz the years we are given are gifts from above And now we think to know and to love
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