i think i hurt
i think i know pain
i think me and you are kinda the same
diferent struggles in diferent waves
a diferent book, but its the same page
to be honst i dont want it any other way
we are who we are today
because the way we were raised
so rejoyce and give thanks god loves all of us
in his own special way
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