You resist it
as I rapidly become skeptic.
It's been a long time comin'
tryin' to find another to let more sun in'
but they always end up runnin';
too terrified of their own lovin'.
I'm tired of sendin' the truth in
when the world is masked in sin.
Keep sendin' your troops in
cause we're still standin'.
Too many beautiful souls are surrenderin':
LIVIN' WITHOUT WHAT
THEY HAVE WITHIN'.
*Pepper "Tradewinds"
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