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As long as we stick with it |
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Keep taking our licks with it |
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And we remain quick-witted |
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Somehow we'll make it through |
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As long as we don't back down |
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When we get tossed around |
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We will always rebound |
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Somehow we'll make it through |
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Love is not the fairest of prospects |
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And every event that might render some context |
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Is complex but its all part of the process |
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My goddess the world is far from lawless |
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And though I should be rotting away |
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Bottled up from a battle I fought yesterday |
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Mistakes were made sure - gotta look to the end |
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I got a second chance to make it right again |
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And I can't change the choices |
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I made in the past by being boisterous |
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And I can't change decisions |
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I meekly made that deserve derision |
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And with a different turn of events |
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I might have never met you had no way to repent |
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I wouldn't be sitting up on this end of the phone |
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Trying to figure out a game plan - a way to atone |
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As long as we stick with it |
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Keep taking our licks with it |
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And we remain quick witted |
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Somehow we'll make it through |
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As long as we don't back down |
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When we get tossed around |
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We will always rebound |
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Somehow we'll make it through |
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I'm reminded of our first excursion |
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I could've been considered a virgin |
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All things considered I hadn't learned the difference |
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Since my interests all fell within business |
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Now that same business returns |
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With a purpose to break deep beneath the surface |
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And yea it really makes me nervous |
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Former hermit turned out civil service |
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Smart, clever, down for whatever |
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Always on a mission to change for the better |
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I have you to thank for that and I'm grateful |
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Now its my turn to be the guardian angel |
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I will orchestrate the conditions |
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So some might have another chance at going the distance |
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And if they barter a martyr |
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Let 'em see just how we operate when we got the armor |