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i fight to keep afloat i go under none the less |
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i fight for a breath of air search but it's not there |
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in this sea of people i find i am not an equal |
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i'm not satisfied should my dreams be denied |
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catch me at a good time see a man with a purpose |
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otherwise you'll find me with the rest blending into the background |
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i want to kick myself but i'm busy resting |
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i wonder why i complain when i'm equally to blame |
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hardcore is not a background beat for you to move your dancing feet |
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its feeling living breathing its the life for those who love living |
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its outrage energy compassion not hate not violence or fashion |
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so i ask you and i'm left to wonder |
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what you'll do when you've dragged it under |
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find some trend some people care about |
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dress the part dancing his heart out |
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let's ask ourselves who's to blame |
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the ones who destroy or the ones who let it happen |
