And no one told her why
Her direction has a dimlight
From one lebih violent crime
She innocently questioned why
Why her father had to die
She asked the men in blue
How is it that anda get to choose
Who will live and who will die
Did god say that anda could decide ?
anda saw he didn't run
And then my daddy had no gun
In the middle of a village
Way in a distant land
Lies a poor boy with his broken toy
Too young to understand
He's awaken, ground is shaking
His father grabs his hand
Screaming crying, his wife's dying
Now he's left to explain
He innocently questioned why
Why his mother had to die
What did these soldiers come here for ?
If they're for peace why is there war ?
Did God say that they could decide
Who will live and who will die ?
All my mama ever did
Was try to take care of her kids
When innocence is standing by
Watching people loosing lives
It seems as if we have no voice
It's time for us to make a choice
Only god could decide
Who will live and who will die
[ Find lebih Lyrics on link ]
There's nothing that can't be done
If we raise our voice as one
They've gotta hear it from me?
They've gotta hear it from you?
They've gotta hear it from us?
We can't take it
We've already had enough
They've gotta hear it from me?
They've gotta hear it from you?
They've gotta hear it from us?
We can't take it
We've already had enough
They've gotta hear it from me?
They've gotta hear it from you?
They've gotta hear it from anda baby?
We can't take it
We've already had enough
Deep in my soul baby
Deep in your soul and sejak your side
Deep in my soul
It's so big and i'm still alive
They've gotta hear it from us?
We can't take it
We've already had enough
It's going down baby
Just let God decide,
It's going on baby
Just let God decide
Deep in my soul baby
We've already had enough
They've gotta hear it from me?
They've gotta hear it from anda ?
They've gotta hear it from us?
We can't, we can't
We've already had enough
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My History Starts when i was 4 years old and my parents were whatching tv and then appears Thriller on Tv.
I was really scared but i really loved the song.
Then when i was 5 years old my aunt gave me a MJ cd with all his Muzik video (i specially fell in Cinta with the "Bad" Muzik video, i think he looks so sexy in it) I was obssesed with that cd, i even used to listen it every day.
Then i forgot Michael's Muzik for years.
But now i am a huge peminat of his music, im in Cinta with him.
I feel embarrassed to say to my Friends that i Cinta MJ so its a secret. Well thats all
PS: sorry for my english but my original language its spanish
I was really scared but i really loved the song.
Then when i was 5 years old my aunt gave me a MJ cd with all his Muzik video (i specially fell in Cinta with the "Bad" Muzik video, i think he looks so sexy in it) I was obssesed with that cd, i even used to listen it every day.
Then i forgot Michael's Muzik for years.
But now i am a huge peminat of his music, im in Cinta with him.
I feel embarrassed to say to my Friends that i Cinta MJ so its a secret. Well thats all
PS: sorry for my english but my original language its spanish
I wish I could express just how strong my Cinta for Michael Jackson is. He was such an amazing man and I wish I could've at least hugged him back when he was still alive, but I was too busy dealing with my rough early childhood. He makes me feel like I'm not alone though. I can't explain just how much him and his Muzik help me. I want to be like him in so many ways. He was always such a beautiful man and a little boy at heart, keeping this sense of innocence and this imagination that most lose. I promise I'll never lose any of that either. I couldn't if I wanted to. It's such a part of me. Sharing it with Michael makes me so happy and knowing he would've loved me too makes me feel even better. He was very misunderstood and so am I. I wish he'd felt less alone and had lebih who could see into his soul with love. I Cinta him in all the ways possible and I respect and look up to him so damned much. I can't say it better than that. I Cinta you, Michael.
Fancy's P.O.V.
At last, I was at home, where I belonged. My mother was supposed to come utama today, but she called and berkata that her trip was postponed and she had to stay in New York City until seterusnya Tuesday. She berkata she'd hated that she couldn't see us, it had been at least a year, though she still loved us. Being with my aunt isn't really exciting, she ignores us until there's a big modeling gig we have to do. I was scrunched up on the couch, under my fluffy blue blanket, watching the Brady Bunch. Felicity was on a tarikh with her new boyfriend, and my aunt was out shopping with her girly snobby friends, so I was alone. Nothing special about today, just glad to be at home.
* I might end this story, because of lack of ideas, I'll pull through. I also might take a longer time to update since I'm starting school soon. *
At last, I was at home, where I belonged. My mother was supposed to come utama today, but she called and berkata that her trip was postponed and she had to stay in New York City until seterusnya Tuesday. She berkata she'd hated that she couldn't see us, it had been at least a year, though she still loved us. Being with my aunt isn't really exciting, she ignores us until there's a big modeling gig we have to do. I was scrunched up on the couch, under my fluffy blue blanket, watching the Brady Bunch. Felicity was on a tarikh with her new boyfriend, and my aunt was out shopping with her girly snobby friends, so I was alone. Nothing special about today, just glad to be at home.
* I might end this story, because of lack of ideas, I'll pull through. I also might take a longer time to update since I'm starting school soon. *
