Turn It Around

Wherever I go
I see you tear
Down all we've built
And made us repair
The life that we've led
The philosophy we've built
In a mind of hatred
You feel no guilt
No I won't
Play this game of hate
You say things will change
But I can't wait
For you to realize
It's hate that you love
But hatred is nothing
To be proud of
Let's turn it
Turn it around
I'm standing by the fence
Looking on in disgust
In all this hate I feel no love
Is there no one left
No one left to trust
You won't tear me down



Credits
Writer(s): John Fields, Sean Matthew Tillmann
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