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Our lives are not to be simply wasted in this pettiness on open display.
… Everyone
… What would you do if I disrespected you?
Or said something rude and inhumane?
Lend me you time and on you I’ll drop my dime
And I’ll try to treat you all the same.

… Oh, what’s life without love between us?
Hmm? Would peace between us be alright?
How do you cope with bombs dropping like rain?
Oh, how this world has truly gone quite insane.

…Why didn’t you all tell me the simple truth?
That although I’m king, I’m to live my life alone?
Wouldn’t you all feel sad and truly, deeply blue?
If I stopped my giving and simply walked away.

… Oh, it’s not life to be without love in the end.
Truth. Bringing peace to this planet so life don’t end.
… Sad that my life shall eventually come to an end.

… Don’t you have dreams and aspirations?
But they’re all hollow without love and someone to hold.
… Doesn’t she see that I gave away my life?
All I wanted was for her to become the one I’d love and grow old.

How would you feel if those you loved had died?
Would you care or simply shrug it of and move along?
Or would you want to pay them back for whatever they had done?
Forgiveness is truly for oneself but is a gift for all.

… Oh, it’s not life to be without love in the end.
Truth. Bringing peace to this planet so life don’t end.
… Sad that my life shall eventually come to an end.
… Oh, why must we live to only die, without true love?
Sad. To be alone in this life without her love.
… Life is to be lived with the realization that it’s a gift in the end.

Some are blessed to live lives as if they were a game of pretend.
Some are capable of helping another, but they turn them aside in the end.
Some bring forward children to love and pass along that which they know and own.
Some do lie and hide, lurking in shadows and stabbing people they know.
Trying to get ahead they most often don’t remember that things come back around.

Oh, what is life without love in the end?
You still must leave it all behind in the end.
Life isn’t a game of pretend.
Truth. Life isn’t a game of pretend.
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