*spoken* In our world today, thousands of teenagers commit suicide per year. We gotta step up to the issue. Make them feel loved again. They are god's children. We must show them that there is a greater love that carries us through to better days.
You don't have to go
And make my life so cold
Girl I don't understand
You're such a perfect girl
A pleasure to the world
You know I can't make it without you
Living by myself
I don't want no one else
It's been so lonely since that night
Can't explain with words
How much this has hurt
She was the one I held so tight
I saw her everyday
I still can hear her say
That she feels so safe right next to me
So where did I go wrong
To have to write this song
Must be an excuse I just can't see
So why'd you have to go
And make my life so cold
Girl I don't understand
You were such a perfect girl
How could you leave the world (yo)
I'll never make it without you (you)
*rap (Johnny Maxwell)*
Our love is something to remember
She left this world and now my heart is colder than December
All that hating, yeah, made you lose your temper, girl
I'm sorry that I wasn't there I shoulda been that wasn't fair, nah
I shoulda told you were beautiful
Held you in my arms promise never to let go
And baby this is, this is sincere
I'm crying, feel like hiding,
Really wish my boo was still here
I'm sick and tired of these bullies hurting other people
Insecure about themselves
Have to turn another person into a sequel
I'm fed up, trying to keep my head up
These hardships keep on rising
I'm putting the truth in writing forever
I will be fighting until the world here is bright and
I'm hoping you get enlightened
Remember this like the titans
I'll reminisce bout the nights when we used to stay up all night and just talk until the sunlight
She's no longer in my life (why why)
Why'd you have to go
And make my life so cold
Girl I don't understand
You were such a perfect girl
How could you leave the world
I'll never make it without you
Without you
*whisper* without you
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