Wounded World
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So you¡¯re goin¡¯ out on your own
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And you¡¯re finally leaving home
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You¡¯ll be alright, just watch out for your spirit
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You¡¯re gonna find that you¡¯re alone
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Makin¡¯ choices of your own
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Like a ship at sea, your life goes where you steer it
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It¡¯s a wounded world
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Full of love and lies
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It¡¯s a wounded world
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But you cannot be denied
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If you mean it when you try
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In this wounded world
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Sometimes, hurtin¡¯ bad, you¡¯re ready t¡¯give up
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Can¡¯t help, (can¡¯t believe, you know, you) used you like a drug
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We had similar adventures, never closed the door
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Part of me is part of you
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I can¡¯t tell you any more
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¡®Bout this wounded world
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I don¡¯t mean to sound so cynical
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But it truly is a miracle
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That your heart turned out so good midst all this game child
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Put your faith in them that earn it
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With your love you will discern it
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But don¡¯t judge nobody never! out of anger
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Well it¡¯s a wounded world
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Full of love and lies
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It¡¯s a wounded world
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But you cannot be denied
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When you mean it, if you try
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In this wounded world
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It¡¯s a wounded world, wounded world
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Wounded World
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| Stephen Stills |
