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O.C. Bearheart

O.C. Bearheart

Devils

Another song. Sure wish I knew how to play a proper instrument.

Everybody’s got problems, and I’m no diff-er-ent.
Don’t be down, just ask around
To find your betterment.
 
You look to stars and eyes above
To help you, to save you,
But who’s gonna come save all the
Needing, bleeding hearts around you?
 
Keep on looking for-ward: time was wasted, time was spent.
Keep on looking for-ward, but we’re not sure where we went.
 
You got arms, and you got legs,
And you got those eyes and that heart to feel with,
And you can reach out and touch someone
Who don’t have means to deal with
All the problems they have, all those devils they got,
Till the world comes down around them.
What a life it would be if all those lost souls
Could look back and say someone found them.
 
Keep on looking for-ward: time was wasted, time was spent.
Keep on looking for-ward, but we’re not sure where we went.
Keep on looking for-ward: time was wasted, time was spent.
Keep on looking for-ward, but we’re not sure where we went.

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