They all looked around. Just in the middle of nowhere,” сказал(-а) bill. Bill searched in his pockets. Hey! My mini meddle fan! He took it out of his pockets and attached it to… the ground. Teehee! I so got you!” сказал(-а) the Автор of this really weird book. “You should of seen the look on your face!” Back to the story. Bill turned the Фан on. What are Ты doing?” asked Death. “I’m going to blow us out of here” Bill continued. If I add 3+4, from my calculations, that would equal… 9. Oh I get it. At 9-o-clock we can’t four-get to blow us 3 out of here,” answered Ted. Exactly!” exclaimed Bill. Wait what?” questioned Death. It will work perfectly!” сказал(-а) Bill & Ted. It was exactly 9-o-clock. Bill turned the Фан on, but, the Фан was all ready on! And the battery power was out. Bill why did Ты leave the Фан on?” asked Ted in an angry voice. Suddenly the bushes rattled. What was that,” asked Bill frightened. A girl walked out of the bushes. Like why are screaming like so loud,” сказал(-а) the Girl. OMG like who is that guy like wearing that weird капот, худ on his head with white skin?” asked the girl. Weirdos,” she mumbled to her self. How did Ты get here?” asked Ted. This guy named Sucky Sam pretended to be really hot, and than he like became my boy friend and brought me here and he turned into a monster and tried to kill me!” exclaimed the girl. How did Ты get away?” asked Ted.” I don’t know he just сказал(-а) he has a bigger problem.” That was us,” сказал(-а) Bill & Ted.
People down every turn
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a нож in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a нож in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying by their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will Любовь start?
The день we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The день we Любовь too much to kill
The день others' pain is our pain
The день we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying by their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will Любовь start?
The день we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The день we Любовь too much to kill
The день others' pain is our pain
The день we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
