More of the Same

Seems to me
That when you let trouble in
It's hard to get it back out
Seems to me, that when you let fear in
It's hard to fight against the unknown
Tell me, how much longer till your touch
Tell me, how do I rid this doubt, I can't take more of the same
Seems to me, that the government
Isn't in it for the citizens
Seems to me, that what replaces sin
Is when you're in it only to win
Tell me, how much longer till your touch
Tell me, how do I rid this doubt, I can't take more of the same
I think I'll go insane, what makes me is you
I'd like to share my fear with you, I can't take more of the same
I think I'll go insane, it hurts me so much, how much longer till your touch



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Writer(s): Wesley Speight
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