Wrong Way

What makes you touch?

What makes you feel?

What makes you stop and smell the roses in an open field?

What makes you unclean?

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What makes you laugh?

What makes you cry?

What makes our youth run

From the thought that we might die?

What makes you bleed?

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Somebody told me the wrong way

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Somebody told me the wrong way

What if I died?

What did I give?

I hope it was an answer so you might live

I hope I helped you live

I hope I helped you live

I hope I helped you live

I hope I helped you live...live

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Somebody told me the wrong way

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Somebody told me the wrong way

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