Here today, gone tomorrow
That's what they want to say about us
Say, where's our sorrow
Where's our fear getting us
Some may say that we are too far gone
(I don't believe that it could be so--
How can it be that it could be?)
I don't know, but I've been cold too long for my taste
I won't sit back any longer
I won't be silent anymore
I'm stepping into the limelight, baby
I'm taking over the world
Do you agree with my feelings
Could it be that we're the same
Don't say that we've hit the ceiling
And now we're going down in flames
Have we come so far to sit and die
(I don't believe that it could be so- How can it be that it could be?)
Precious Jesus, did you give us
Life so we could comprimise
To sit and watch the world decline
To face perdition's flames with resignation
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