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I learned the alphabet in order to know what they write
I learned to speak in order to tell my pain to others
I learned to read in order not to be ignorant
I learned to listen in order to be quiet
I learned to stay hungry in order to know how good satiety is
I learned to shut up in order not to speak a lot and regret
I learned to love in order not to be beaten by hate
I learned to pray in order to get what I want
I learned to be thankful in order not to be ungrateful
I learned to think in order not to be thoughtless
I learned to say "Yes" in order to give people a chance
I learned to say "No" in order not to be sorry at the end
I learned to say "Okay" in order to see what they can do
I learned to say "No" because I know they can't do
I learned to say "Now" because I know the value of the present
I learned to say "Later" because I know there is a time for everything
I learned to laugh in order to be alive
I learned to be patient in order not to regret
I learned physics-chemistry in order to know what their weapons are
I learned geography in order to know the bombed places
I learned philosophy in order to see inside their hearts
I learned history in order to know the killers
I learned maths in order to count the dead
I learned literature in order to express myself
CHORUS:
For every person those you see, there is a role, there is a role
For every target you want to get, there is a way, there is a way
For everything you think won't end, there is an end, there is an end
For every place you say "I can't get there", there is a direction, there is a direction
ILLA ILLS's VERSE:
With my sword and shield slaying demons with the words wield,
Graceful with the pen but im not asking for a writers guild,
In this potters field witch is filled to the brim the days stay cloudy the sun has went dim,
The children have turned grim, slim chances of saving them no code for their ethics, pathetic in always in these lost days, in these lost days its hard to be raised,
Dont try to black ball them black jacks the black cat follows, rollin up with a black glock to leave your brain hollow,
swallow hollow tips from fired clips
Impact will leave the body rip
devil drinks from mystic grails,
the dumb is blind they read in brail,
they never really felt the real
cold hearted they bodies chilled buried up in potters field unmarked this land is tilled,
Baring strange fruit in a city scape
CHORUS:
For every person those you see, there is a role, there is a role
For every target you want to get, there is a way, there is a way
For everything you think won't end, there is an end, there is an end
For every place you say "I can't get there", there is a direction, there is a direction