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Downhere - Problem lyrics
There's got to be some reason for all this misery 
A secret evil corporation somewhere overseas 
They're pulling strings, arranging things 
It's a conspiracy 
What about the ones who shape the course of history? 
What if we petitioned for one grand apology? 
I'll write to my prime minister 
You write your president 
Everybody's wondering how the world could get this way 
If God is good, then how it could be filled with so much pain 
It's not the age old mystery we've made it out to be 
Yea, there's a problem with the world, 
And the problem with the world is me 
Well some would say the devil and his legions, 
They've put us in a headlock of submission 
They lost all power over me, a long long time ago 
And since I was a kid, you know, I've caused a lot of hurt 
But no one taught me how to put myself first 
It came so very naturally, 
I'm not a prodigy, no 
Everybody's wondering how the world could get this way 
If God is good, then how it could be filled with so much pain 
It's not the age old mystery we've made it out to be 
Yea, there's a problem with the world, 
And the problem with the world is me Downhere - Problem - http://motolyrics.com/downhere/problem-lyrics.html
So I will look no further than a mirror, 
That's where the offender hides 
So great is my need for A Redeemer... 
I cannot trust myself 
No, I cannot trust myself 
I cannot trust myself, 
So I'll trust in someone else 
Oh, everybody's wondering how the world could get this way 
If God is good, then how it could be filled with so much pain 
It's not the age old mystery we've made it out to be 
Yea, there's a problem with the world 
And the problem with the world is me 
(The sooner you can sing along 
The sooner you can sing this song 
The sooner you can sing along 
The sooner you can sing this song) 
The sooner you can sing along 
The sooner you can sing this song 
The happier we'll be, the happier we'll be 
The sooner you can sing along 
The sooner you can sing this song 
The happier we'll be 
The problem with the world is me









