Wake Up
HereæÅ ¯ to the man who gives to the poor
With a hole in his pride you know
He only wants to give more
HereæÅ ¯ to the man who feels for the weak
The moral of this story is
You can never have too much, too late
Perhaps I need you
More than I appreciate you
We all feel a little danger
When thereæÅ ¯ something in the air
We all feel a little hunger
When thereæÅ ¯ nothing to care about
Perhaps I need you
More than you need me
HereæÅ ¯ to the man who deals with his life
Who is not insecure and will
Always try to do right
HereæÅ ¯ to the man who feels for the weak
The moral of this story is
You can never have too much, too late
Perhaps I need you
More than I appreciate you
I donæÅ ° know why you treat me like you do
You continuously break my heart
When you say I donæÅ ° understand you
We all feel a little danger
When thereæÅ ¯ something in the air
We all feel a little hunger
When thereæÅ ¯ nothing to care about
Sayinsomething, sayinnothing
You will be a little quieter with a gun in your mouth
I am facing north and youæÅ ®e still facing south
Perhaps I need you
More than you need me
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