Life ain't always easy
You can never be sure
There are too many diseases
That do not have cure
Be ready for tomorrow
From clear sky it may rain
I think that I belong here
Where the truth is in vainThis is the countdown to the war
Wrong kind of rebound to us all
Your deeds just became undone
In the place where I belongLie more, you are higher
There will be blood and sorrow
Lets pick up the berries when they're ripe
Practice of tomorrow
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