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and it hurts 'cause it's worse
Momma's crazy 'cause her baby's in a hearse
Wussup wit the love?

This land once owned by Indians, who then would learn
If houses had hearts and feelings like people do
Our house would cry its heart out for me and you
Papers and milk bottles left by the door
owned by Indians, who then would learn to burn
A tragedy, because from them there was so much to learn
You will find the key to life is checking for you
out of key

Oh baby I get by
(Try with a little help of my friends)
All I need is my brother
(Try with a little help of my friends)
I said I want
goodbye when it comes to this

Would you tell me I was wrong?
Would you help me understand?
Are you looking down upon me?
Are you proud of who I am?
There's
hurt myself by hurting you
Some days I feel broke inside, but I won't admit
Sometimes I just want to hide 'cause it's you I miss
You know it's so hard
sinning
It hurt Him to his heart, it hurt Him so bad
It made Him mad, it made Him so mad he was angry
And when God got angry the sky turned dark
And it
Never thought it would come down to this it seems every person for themself

Don't want to murder the only memory or hide
Try to accept that it's all
amped
Dead bodies lay stamped to the pavement so I gave it some thought
Remembering the brothers who are gone now
I will make a strong vow to make
Yes, I thought this love would last
Who am I to question why?
Who am I?

Darling what is love
If it never gets you high?
Should we sit and wait
I once met a holy man who showed me the way
The road to tranquility at last
The more he was listening, the more he would say
With the tales
And I've hurt myself, ohh

If I had just one more day
I would tell you how much that I've missed you
Since you've been away
Ooh, it's dangerous
It's so out
hurt myself by hurting you
Some days I feel broke inside, but I won't admit
Sometimes I just want to hide 'cause it's you I miss
You know it's so hard
hurt myself by hurting you

Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit
Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss
And it's so hard
Now wait a minute then
That's not how it is
You must be confused
That isn't who I am

Please don't be afraid
I would never try to hurt you
This is how
a week or two"
But you hurt somebody who would die for you

Somebody who cares so much
They'd gladly give it all up
If that's what they had to do
It
Do you care. 
Do you try. 
Do you live. 
Do you want to die. 
Hold on brother of mine. 
Try to see yourself from the inside. 
Hold on brother
wealth by coins that they give away
And not the ones that they keep for themselves for spending

Oh, never be impatient with the ones who love you
It
Everything is fair when you're living in the city

Looking at Miss Lane, it was the fast lane
Barely knows her name, struck by fame
She just got
I would have my faith again, then
Then I would know it's you

Won't shed a tear
For more than just a moment
Try not to let myself go crazy
All my life, I've searched this whole world through
Try as I might, to find someone like you
The years drifted by, but it was always on my mind
I
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

A myth has just been shattered
Upon the four winds scattered
Back to some storybook
From whence it came
Vicarious
ignored
And it's a setback and yet the clock still ticks
And if we let it, rap would be run by politics
I read it somewhere that every man's created
Everything is fair when you're living in the city

Looking at Miss Lane, it was the fast lane
Barely knows her name, struck by fame
She just got
to the floor
I'd take it to the limit then I'd try to get some more
Yeah when it came to gamblin'
Well Lord I'd know how to roll them dice Yes I would
Ain't