And no one told her why
Her direction has a dimlight
From one আরো violent crime
She innocently questioned why
Why her father had to die
She asked the men in blue
How is it that আপনি get to choose
Who will live and who will die
Did god say that আপনি could decide ?
আপনি saw he didn't run
And then my daddy had no gun
In the middle of a village
Way in a distant land
Lies a poor boy with his broken toy
Too young to understand
He's awaken, ground is shaking
His father grabs his hand
Screaming crying, his wife's dying
Now he's left to explain
He innocently questioned why
Why his mother had to die
What did these soldiers come here for ?
If they're for peace why is there war ?
Did God say that they could decide
Who will live and who will die ?
All my mama ever did
Was try to take care of her kids
When innocence is standing by
Watching people loosing lives
It seems as if we have no voice
It's time for us to make a choice
Only god could decide
Who will live and who will die
[ Find আরো Lyrics on link ]
There's nothing that can't be done
If we raise our voice as one
They've gotta hear it from me?
They've gotta hear it from you?
They've gotta hear it from us?
We can't take it
We've already had enough
They've gotta hear it from me?
They've gotta hear it from you?
They've gotta hear it from us?
We can't take it
We've already had enough
They've gotta hear it from me?
They've gotta hear it from you?
They've gotta hear it from আপনি baby?
We can't take it
We've already had enough
Deep in my soul baby
Deep in your soul and দ্বারা your side
Deep in my soul
It's so big and i'm still alive
They've gotta hear it from us?
We can't take it
We've already had enough
It's going down baby
Just let God decide,
It's going on baby
Just let God decide
Deep in my soul baby
We've already had enough
They've gotta hear it from me?
They've gotta hear it from আপনি ?
They've gotta hear it from us?
We can't, we can't
We've already had enough
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My History Starts when i was 4 years old and my parents were whatching tv and then appears Thriller on Tv.
I was really scared but i really loved the song.
Then when i was 5 years old my aunt gave me a MJ cd with all his সঙ্গীত চলচ্ছবি (i specially fell in প্রণয় with the "Bad" সঙ্গীত video, i think he looks so sexy in it) I was obssesed with that cd, i even used to listen it every day.
Then i forgot Michael's সঙ্গীত for years.
But now i am a huge অনুরাগী of his music, im in প্রণয় with him.
I feel embarrassed to say to my বন্ধু that i প্রণয় MJ so its a secret. Well thats all
PS: sorry for my english but my original language its spanish
I was really scared but i really loved the song.
Then when i was 5 years old my aunt gave me a MJ cd with all his সঙ্গীত চলচ্ছবি (i specially fell in প্রণয় with the "Bad" সঙ্গীত video, i think he looks so sexy in it) I was obssesed with that cd, i even used to listen it every day.
Then i forgot Michael's সঙ্গীত for years.
But now i am a huge অনুরাগী of his music, im in প্রণয় with him.
I feel embarrassed to say to my বন্ধু that i প্রণয় MJ so its a secret. Well thats all
PS: sorry for my english but my original language its spanish
I wish I could express just how strong my প্রণয় for Michael Jackson is. He was such an amazing man and I wish I could've at least hugged him back when he was still alive, but I was too busy dealing with my rough early childhood. He makes me feel like I'm not alone though. I can't explain just how much him and his সঙ্গীত help me. I want to be like him in so many ways. He was always such a beautiful man and a little boy at heart, keeping this sense of innocence and this imagination that most lose. I promise I'll never lose any of that either. I couldn't if I wanted to. It's such a part of me. Sharing it with Michael makes me so happy and knowing he would've loved me too makes me feel even better. He was very misunderstood and so am I. I wish he'd felt less alone and had আরো who could see into his soul with love. I প্রণয় him in all the ways possible and I respect and look up to him so damned much. I can't say it better than that. I প্রণয় you, Michael.
Fancy's P.O.V.
At last, I was at home, where I belonged. My mother was supposed to come প্রথমপাতা today, but she called and ব্যক্ত that her trip was postponed and she had to stay in New York City until পরবর্তি Tuesday. She ব্যক্ত she'd hated that she couldn't see us, it had been at least a year, though she still loved us. Being with my aunt isn't really exciting, she ignores us until there's a big modeling কোঁচ, gig we have to do. I was scrunched up on the couch, under my fluffy blue blanket, watching the Brady Bunch. Felicity was on a তারিখ with her new boyfriend, and my aunt was out shopping with her girly snobby friends, so I was alone. Nothing special about today, just glad to be at home.
* I might end this story, because of lack of ideas, I'll pull through. I also might take a longer time to update since I'm starting school soon. *
At last, I was at home, where I belonged. My mother was supposed to come প্রথমপাতা today, but she called and ব্যক্ত that her trip was postponed and she had to stay in New York City until পরবর্তি Tuesday. She ব্যক্ত she'd hated that she couldn't see us, it had been at least a year, though she still loved us. Being with my aunt isn't really exciting, she ignores us until there's a big modeling কোঁচ, gig we have to do. I was scrunched up on the couch, under my fluffy blue blanket, watching the Brady Bunch. Felicity was on a তারিখ with her new boyfriend, and my aunt was out shopping with her girly snobby friends, so I was alone. Nothing special about today, just glad to be at home.
* I might end this story, because of lack of ideas, I'll pull through. I also might take a longer time to update since I'm starting school soon. *
Jaycee's P.O.V.
I sit alone in my bathroom upstairs, my reflection staring back at me. Mascara tears were rolling down on my cheeks, making my face look like it had spiders on it. Chunks of my own hair was scattered under my chair. That's right, I cut my hair. Now it was a short bob and it has a red-auburn color to it.
If my family won't change, then I'll just have to change for them. I can focus on anything anymore, all I ever think about is my torn up family. They're starting to affect me in ways that will ruin my life entirely. I changed my sense of style, from pretty girly girl dresses to black leather coats and lots of eyeliner.
I sit alone in my bathroom upstairs, my reflection staring back at me. Mascara tears were rolling down on my cheeks, making my face look like it had spiders on it. Chunks of my own hair was scattered under my chair. That's right, I cut my hair. Now it was a short bob and it has a red-auburn color to it.
If my family won't change, then I'll just have to change for them. I can focus on anything anymore, all I ever think about is my torn up family. They're starting to affect me in ways that will ruin my life entirely. I changed my sense of style, from pretty girly girl dresses to black leather coats and lots of eyeliner.
