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------------------------- Sometimes I wonder... Is there hope for the world? And then I wonder... Is it up to me? Is there hope for me? Is there hope for you? The world has finally found its way to my door I hear it breathing right outside of my room Oh Lord, Deliver me from the beast The world has worked its way right into my music I'm not sure if I can be real anymore Am I more than those who put me here? The world has pried its way right into my soul It's rotting inward; it feels so cold Take it out. Don't let me be a channel of its hatred Sometimes I wonder... Is there hope for the world? And then I wonder... Is it up to me? Is there hope for me? Is there hope for you?
