kumbaworld
The world is black
Good Charlotte
Turn on channel seven at a quarter to eight
You see the same damn thing itīs just a different day and
No one really knows why this is happening
But itīs happening
And everywhere you go itīs just a different place
You get the same dark feeling
See the same sad faces
No one really cares that this is happening

We come into this world
And we all are the same
In that moment thereīs no one to blame

But the world is black
And hearts are cold
And thereīs no hope
Thatīs what weīre told
And we canīt go back
It wonīt be the same
Forever changed
By the things weīve seen

Living in this place itīs always been this way
Just no one doing nothing so thereīs nothing change
I canīt live when this world just keeps dying
(Itīs dying)
People always tell me this is part of the plan
That Godīs got everybody in his hands
But I can only pray that God is listening
(Is he listening?)

But living in this world
Growing colder everyday
Nothing can stay perfect now I see

But the world is black
And hearts are cold
And thereīs no hope
Thatīs what weīre told
And we canīt go back
We wonīt be the same
Forever changed
By the things we seen, seen, seen

We come into this world
And we are all the same
And in that moment thereīs no one to blame
But weīre living in this world
Growing colder everyday
Nothing can stay perfect now I see

The world is black
And hearts are cold
And thereīs no hope
Thatīs what weīre told
And we canīt go back
(We canīt go back)
We wonīt be the same
(We wonīt be the same)
Forever changed
(What will ever change)
By the things we say, say, say

Turn on channel seven at a quarter to eight
You see the same damn thing itīs just a different day
And no one really knows why this is happening