This Is More

This is more than a pulse beneath my wrist
Or a beat beneath my ribs
This is something
That can't be given away

Because what's life for some
Is not right for some
But either way we can overcome
And not be killed by our own mistakes

We can't let this be, be our death
Because our differences
Will be our expenses
To relieve us and achieve
Something for us to believe

We have been put up on the shelf
It is such a sad day
When we need to
Save each other
From ourselves

Rest assured
That with a heart that's pure
We'll be victorious
And not let our hate get the best of us

Rest assured
That with a heart that's pure
We'll be victorious
And not let our hate get the best of us

Move!

Rest assured
That with a heart that's pure
We'll be victorious
And not let our hate get the best of us

Rest assured
Hate won't get the best of us