Lyrics

Am I your murder? Lands for the slaughter Tell me where is the love for one another If it ain't about love, real love Don't even bother I rather be your keeper from my brother Oh oh! Just know that life ain't just a bitter rose What won't kill you will make ya stronger, that ya bet I know Just know in life you're gon regret your soul So you better teach the youth and right and guide them while they grow Oh oh oh Cause we are the future and ain't nothing brighter So don't let them shoot you and shoot for the stars Cause we are the future, We keep getting higher Let's shoot for the stars (Hands up) Hands up, Don't shoot, hands up Don't shoot, hands up Don't shoot, hands up (Don't!) Let's all work harder, for every son and daughter Won't be a goner in this new world order If it ain't about love, real love Why even bother? I rather be your keeper from my brother Just know that life ain't just a bitter rose What won't kill you will make ya stronger, that ya bet I know Just know in life you're gon regret your soul So you better teach the youth and right and guide them while they grow Cause we are the future and ain't nothing brighter So don't let them shoot you and shoot for the stars Cause we are the future, We keep getting higher Let's shoot for the stars (Hands up) Hands up, Don't shoot, hands up Don't shoot, hands up Don't shoot, hands up (Don't!) So once more, Better stand out for the youth, And go, There's no way you can refute, But goes, Now ther you please don't cut it rude, Don't Shoot! Hands Up! Let us put our hands up! Cause we are the future and ain't nothing brighter So don't let them shoot you and shoot for the stars Cause we are the future, we keep getting higher Let's shoot for the stars (Hands up) Hands up, Don't shoot, hands up Don't shoot, hands up Don't shoot, hands up (Don't) (Hands up) (Don't shoot, hands up) (Don't shoot.)
Writer(s): Wouter Janssen, Sjoerd Janssen, Andre O'neil Fennell, Thijs Westbroek Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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