It's not the way you plan it, it's how you make it happen.
Well maybe I'm not perfect, at least I'm working on it.
It's such a cold, cold world
And I can't get out, so I'll just make the best with everything I'll never have.
It's too much pain, it's too much freedom, what should I do with this?
We can hope and we can pray that everything will work out fine
But you can't just stay down on your knees, the revolution is outside
You wanna make a difference, get out and go and get it!
Don't need my eyes open... I just wanna feel something
Such a cold, cold world
And I can't get out, so I'll just make the best of everything I'll never have
Such a cold, cold world
And It's got me down, but I'll get right back up, as long as its spins around
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