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You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
Sometimes I feel like I'm lost and gone too far
Can't get back to where I feel like I came from
Alone and lost, I just want to get back home
There's nowhere to go here, stand still here, stare into stars
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
And I wonder why not flip the bottom to the top
Kind of wobble walking up the worst hill and incline was a steep climb
Bottom to the top, could've fell, drop to the bottom, caught a sight of hell
Pop and another mind gone, could've been a miss
Could've been a kid, could've been innocent
Not for the faint hearted, could've been avoided
Devil in a dress, never settle for less than
This is a testament to all of the lessons learned and all of that knowledge passed on to kids
And all of our grandkids said"What happened way back when all of the common things ain't current"
Technology's a burden, keep going on and forward and spiraling out and onward
Towards a common collective goal and store all this new knowledge
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
This is an awakening, listen to a frog that ribbits
What can you make up in your mind if you're deaf and you can't hear the frog that ribbits to the sounds emitted
Maybe like a bat with echolocation, what if like a spiritual awakening
Wishing I could be the fish, splashing up to the surface for a fly, resting on top of the water, coming in hot for a fake meal
I'm panicking, I'm paranoid, the precipitation is plummeting, the muddy puddles, I'm tripping over it
Missing the messages, dropping letters, getting wet, I'm stuttering
When I'm reading in a letter read, open the book, it's colored in red
I made it incorrect, I didn't say I knew what I meant when I said I knew what I was doing way back when
I wrote this lyric down in my head
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard
You want it, believe it, you pray for it, and you try hard