Hey God |
----Bon Jovi---- |
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Hey God, I'm just a little man got a wife and family |
But I almost loss the house,Year I brought into the dream |
We're barely holding on, when I'm in way too deep |
We're two paychecks away from living out no the streets |
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She's a working single mom, like a Saint she don't complain |
She never say a word, but she thinks that she's to blame |
Her son just got convicted, he blew some punk away |
She did her best to raise him, but the world got in the way |
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Hey God -Tell me what the hell is going on, |
Seems like all the good shits gone |
It keeps on getting harder hanging on |
Hey God, there's night your know I want to scream |
These days you're even hard to believe |
I know how busy you must be, but hey God … |
Do you ever think about me |
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Born into the ghetto in 1991 |
Just a happy child playing beneath the summer sun |
A vacant lots' his playground, by 12 he's got a gun |
The odds are bet against him, junior don't make 21 |
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Hey God -Tell me what the hell is going on |
Seems like all the good shits gone |
It keeps on getting harder hanging on |
Hey God, there's night your know I want to scream |
These days you're even hard to believe |
I know how busy you must be, but hey God … |
Do you ever think about me |
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I'd get down on my knees, |
I'm going to try this thing your way |
Seen a dying man too proud to beg spit on him own grave |
Was he too gone to save? |
Did you ever know his name? |
Are you the one to blame, I got something to say |
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Hey God -Tell me what the hell is going on |
Seems like all the good shits gone |
It keeps on getting harder hanging on |
Hey God, there's night your know I want to scream |
These days you're even hard to believe |
I know how busy you must be, but hey God … |
Do you ever think about me |
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