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Stop! I stand here as a man who holds his ground, |
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So silence your hands, |
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I'm everything you once held dear. |
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How can you sleep |
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How can you sleep at night, |
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Too many you were rights, |
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I have no home, |
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My home is non-existent |
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So long, I was here but you missed it, |
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So kiss this, |
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I hope you know you pissed it away. |
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So cut me out, |
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Just knock me down, |
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Lifeless I may feel, |
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And I'm slowly finding out, |
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Life is full of bitter things |
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I won't shed a tear even if it stings, |
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Hit the road my spirit and all my clothes, |
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Who am I, |
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Who the hell knows. |
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Tie my words, |
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Around your neck, |
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Never forget. |
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Listen, For |
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I've walked the path of men, |
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I've stood my ground, |
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I've earned my crown, |
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And this is where it ends. |
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I will hold their hands, |
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I will walk across this sea |
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They've stood behind me, |
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And they'll follow me till death. |
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Never speak to me like you are some kind, |
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Of hidden prodigy you're wasting my time |
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You will never make it in this world, |
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It's all in your mind. |
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Well that's ok with me |
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I think I'll be fine, |
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I don't need a shitty home to be on top of the line, |
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This interstate is making me the prime, |
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Example of what it means to follow your dreams |
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So watch. |
