| This dream town, it can break down
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| Anyone who gives it half a chance.
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| It’s a no man’s land.
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| Where the heart beats,
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| Cold as concrete.
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| Come to sell their souls
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| Anyway they can.
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| Try to understand.
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| For everyone who makes it,
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| There’s a million
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| Who get left behind.
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| The only way to make it out alive.. .
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| Is to never give an inch,
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| When you’re livin' your life under fire,
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| Hold on.
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| Never give an inch,
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| Never lose sight of your one desire,
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| You’re gone.
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| Never give an inch,
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| Take it straight to the end,
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| Even if it hurts, even if you bleed,
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| Even if you’re down on your knees.
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| Never give an inch.
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| Fast walkers, slick talkers,
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| These are people, people talk about.
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| The spotlight goes out.
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| Between the users, and the losers,
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| There’s never any room for any doubt.
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| You’re in or you’re out.
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| For every one that makes it,
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| There’s a million who get left behind.
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| The only way to make it out alive
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| Is to never give an inch,
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| When you’re livin' your life under fire,
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| Hold on.
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| Never give an inch,
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| Never lose sight of your one desire,
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| You’re gone.
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| Never give an inch,
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| Take it straight to the end,
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| Even if it hurts, even if you bleed,
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| Even if you’re down on your knees.
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| Never give an inch.
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| Some go for desperate measures,
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| They’re under the gun.
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| I go for grace under pressure,
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| Standin' my ground, whenever it comes.
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| Lead Break
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| For everyone who makes it,
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| There’s a million who get left behind.
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| The only way to make it out alive
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| Is to never give an inch,
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| When you’re livin' your life under fire,
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| Hold on.
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| Never give an inch
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| Never lose sight of your one desire,
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| You’re gone.
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| Never give an inch,
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| Take it straight to the end,
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| Even if it hurts, even if you bleed,
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| Even if you’re down on your knees.
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| Never give an inch.
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| Never give an inch. |