Taken, Taken away, Taken away from the world
When life was removed you loss your hope, your drive & your passion girl
Its hard to give
Its hard to live
In this life I feel so ill
To this matter of homocide
Where the weak is victimizied
People are just taking lives
Because they can
This kind of love this kind of hate is surely unhealthy for any man any creature
Place to place people to people
Life to death ratio
The ones you love are sure to go
Some place else where you will wish to be
You will be wishing to see
The things in life so differently
From day to day
Tears fall from face to eye
In their own bloody remains they lie
People die Family go
This is the worlds daily show
Taken, Taken away, Taken away from the world
When life was removed you loss your hope, your drive & your passion girl
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