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Once he could smile maybe happy |
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Fighting for his future and his destinations |
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There were his friends he'd rely on |
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Everyone had nothing but their aspirations |
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Soon dreaming found realization |
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Winning was his target with deliberation |
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Now he has everything, tell me why |
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No one knows him, the veils shut out cutting the tie |
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So now he's made his own island |
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Not familiar even to his understanding |
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Thoughts turning sour, did he want it? |
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Something reassuring in his time and planning |
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What did he miss, needing nothing? |
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Seeing that it was the fighting and not the winning |
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No returning, no looking back, on with his way |
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Rising winner but falling man, gaining the day |
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Once he could smile maybe happy |
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Fighting for his future and his destinations |
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There were his friends he'd rely on |
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Everyone had nothing but their aspirations |
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Soon dreaming found realization |
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Winning was his target with deliberation |
