Half Past Eight And you're late Coffee's cold What a state They've dragged you down Fate's got you scraped Work to death Can't you turn them words around
Is it really what you want? Is it really what you need? Is it really what you choose?
Is it really what you want? Is it really what you need? Is it really what you choose?
The world is in your hands The world is in your hands The world belongs to those of us who still believe we can And it matters what you do Though they all look down on you Cos it's better that you've come from nothing, Than nothing comes from you
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Don't make a sound Count your pennies
Count your pounds There's no way out What will you do, When all love gives up on you Can't turn around
Is it really what you want? Is it really what you need? Is it really what you choose?
The world is in your hands The world is in your hands The world belongs to those of us who still believe we can And it matters what you do Though they all look down on you Cos it's better that you've come from nothing, Than nothing comes from you
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We've got a place and it's here for you For all we ever wanted was a different view I never knew somebody live with so much pain If you open your heart come with us and we'll take you away
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Compositores: Richard Anthony Jones Jr, Daniel Giles Gillespie Sells, Paul Ronald Stewart, Kevin Francis Jeremiah (The Feeling), Ciaran Jeremiah (Ciaran David Jeremiah) ECAD: Obra #4985624